I pulled into my driveway after getting off of work at my usual time, around 6:25, and after shutting the garage door I went into my house. My home isn’t very large, large houses in these parts are hard to heat, but it is comfortable. I’ve done quite well for myself, I think, and I am thankful for the opportunities I have had that let me live this upper middle income. I’m not rich by any means, but for someone pushing middle age, I have no complaints.
Taking off my coat and hanging it in the entry-way closet, I turned and walked into my living room. I stopped by the telephone table to check for any messages on my answering machine. It was around that time that I heard the first sign of a great evening.
There was indeed a message on the machine. I pressed the play button to listen to it.
“Hi John, it’s Becky. I was just calling to see if you wanted to go out tomorrow night. It’s Saturday, and I don’t feel like wasting a good Saturday night at home alone with the TV. Besides, I went shopping today and got a little something I am dying to show off. (she giggled on the message here) Give me a call baby, if you want to take me out and see what I bought. Bye!”
I should have known that today would have been great. I had finalized a work project that had been ongoing for a couple months now, and had gotten the praise of my boss. It was payday Friday. And now Becky had called and left this very intriguing message. It looked like I was in for a great weekend!
As soon as I had gotten my things put away and sat down in my recliner, I called Becky back.
“Hello?”
“Hi Becky, it’s John.”
“Oh hi! I was hoping you would call back.”
“Yeah, I just got your message. I’d love to take you out. And I am anxious to see what you bought, too.”
“Oh good. I think you’ll like it,” she said, giggling again. She had the cutest little girl giggle. I loved hearing it.
“Why don’t you come over around 6:00 tomorrow. You can park your car in the garage and we’ll take mine. That way your car will be warm for you when you leave.”
“Sounds fine to me. I’ll see you at 6:00 then. Thanks baby, I really didn’t want to spend another weekend at home alone with the television.” she said.
“No problem, glad I could help out. Besides, with a message like that, I couldn’t exactly say no.” I said. She giggled again and after kissing me over the phone, she hung up.
The next afternoon, I started getting things ready for my date with Becky. She hadn’t asked me what we were doing, so I had come up with a plan of my own. After a long hot shower, I got dressed and put on some cologne. I finished getting ready and then went into the living room to wait for Becky to arrive.
It was only a few minutes before I heard the familiar sound of her car pulling into the driveway. I smiled a wicked happy smile. Becky was a goddess. She was a couple years younger than me, and has to be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.
As I heard the car stop in the driveway, I looked through my window, just to see if I could catch a glimpse. I could see her lovely form easily from kitchen window over the sink. I watched as she exited her silver Chevy Impala, her blonde hair shimmering, wearing her usual long quilted coat and tall boots.
As she stepped out of the car, she pulled her hood up against the cold. I could see her pretty face disappear behind the fake fur ruff. She turned back to her car and bending over, pulled out a small plastic grocery-store bag and a pair of shiny silver shoes.
She made her way to the front door where I greeted her and hurriedly ushered her in.
“Quick, get in here honey before you freeze to death,” I said just as she got to the door.
“Damn, it’s cold out today!” she said, coming and stomping the snow off her boots.
“Here, let’s get you out of that stuff and warm you up,” I said, taking her coat and hanging it up for her in the closet. She smiled as she unbuttoned her coat and slipped it off, handing it to me.
“No wonder you were cold!” I said as she revealed what she was wearing under her coat. She had dressed for our date in a tight-fitting strapless little “sweetheart” mini-dress, and along with the shimmering silver stiletto heels, she was indeed a very hot little number.
“Hot damn, Becky!” I said as I looked at her outfit.
The dress was cut shamelessly short, and had a low cut top with a deep V which showed her cleavage off very well. She didn’t wear a bra and the cold weather had made her nipples hard as pencil erasers, further enhancing her smoking looks. She had put her shoulder-blade length hair up for the evening and that, plus her evening-style eye makeup and red glistening lipstick, made her the total package.
Becky smiled as I drank her in. “So you like the way I look?” she asked.
“Like it? Hell, I’m afraid to take you out looking like that… I might have to beat every other man in the place off with a stick,” I said.
“You’d better bring that stick then, because I didn’t get all dolled up like this to stay home,” she said teasingly.
“Well, hand me your keys and let me put your car in the garage before we go. That way it will be warm for you when you go home,” I told her. She handed me her Hello Kitty key-chain and I chuckled at it. She may be all grown up on the outside, but she still had some of the little girl left in there.
“So what else did you bring?” I said, craning my neck to see what was in the bag.
“Oh no you don’t. That’s for later tonight,” she said, tucking it behind her back and looking at me with a mock sternness.
I grinned at her “Okay, okay,” I could wait. She was already so hot I could feel my cock stirring. “Why don’t you go make yourself comfortable and I’ll be right back,” I said. I put my coat on and went to put her car in the garage.
It definitely was cold out that evening, and the light breeze that was blowing didn’t help any. But I got her car safely tucked away and once I pulled my Ford Expedition up close to the front door, I got back inside to her.
Becky had made herself at home sitting at one end of the sofa, her long lean legs curled around her and crossed at the ankles. Her short dress had slipped up her thigh teasing me all the more.
“Thank you for putting my car in your garage. That was very thoughtful of you honey,” she said, running her hand over the sofa cushion next to her.
I sat down next to her as she moved her legs for me. “Put them back up here if you like,” I said patting my lap. She smiled and put her legs back up across mine.
“We have a little time before we have to leave,” I told her, as I began to gently caress her soft nylon-clad legs.
“So what do you have in store for me tonight?” she cooed softly, as she gave herself over to my touch.
“Nothing honorable, I can assure you,” I said with a sly smile.
“Good. I wouldn’t want you to get all noble on me. Not after I what I brought over tonight!” she said, giggling. I continued rubbing her legs as we talked. But after the not so subtle hints, I felt a bit braver about where I rubbed. I moved my hands a bit higher on her legs and then I felt the smooth silky nylon change to coarser lace. I knew then that she was wearing stockings, and I felt my cock twitch.
Becky moaned just loud enough for me to hear as my fingers found her exposed thigh. I moved my hands lightly towards her inner thigh and began softly stroking her there. She responded by parting her legs a bit and laying her head back on the sofa arm.
“You like that do you?” I asked her.
“Ohh yes,” she said. I smiled and continued caressing her legs. Becky was getting turned on and she opened her legs as wide as she could given she was on the sofa. As I extended my caressing strokes further up and down her legs, I brushed against her panties. Becky moaned louder as she felt my fingers run across her pussy lips, and I felt her pussy twitch. I concentrated my teasing there over her panties for a moment, and Becky reached down to pull her dress up higher, giving me more access to her. With her laying open on my lap, I rubbed harder over her panties. I wanted this girl warmed up and begging me for it!
“Oh God John, that feels soo good,” she moaned as she began moving her hips around in time to my fingers. I could see a wet spot forming on the thin filmy fabric. She reached up and began playing with her nipples through her dress, circling them and pinching them through the fabric.
Just then I happened to look up at the clock I had over the fireplace and noticed the time.
“Baby I would love to stay here all night playing with you, but we’d better be headed out if we are going to make our reservation,” I said.
“What? Now?” she said incredulously. “You get me all worked up and we have to leave?” she said. I could tell she was a bit disappointed with me so I quickly smoothed things over.
“It’s okay honey, we can continue this when we get back here,” I said. “Believe me, I’m nowhere near finished with you yet!”
“You’d better not be mister! I didn’t come over here just to be teased and then leave hornier than I was when I came over!” she said.
I stood up then helped her up, pulling her up off the sofa and straight into my arms.
“Did I tell you how absolutely beautiful you are tonight?” I said.
Becky smiled as she looked into my eyes. I kissed her long and passionately, wrapping her in my embrace as she put her arms around my neck.
After a few long moments we broke the kiss and took Becky’s hand and we left for my vehicle. I had started it and let it run for a bit so it was nice and warm inside, which she appreciated. I seated her quickly and then got in the driver’s seat.
“So where are we going?” she asked as I drove.
“There’s this new restaurant I wanted to try out. It’s supposed to be pretty good,” I said.
“Oh? What kind of food is it?”
“It’s a steakhouse. They have steaks and some seafood. We’ll have to see what they have on the menu.”
“Okay. I’m sure it will be fine,” she said. We drove for about another 20 minutes until we arrived at the restaurant. I parked the Expedition, which fortunately wasn’t far from the door. I guess there weren’t too many people that wanted to brave the temperatures that night!
We were seated right away and the waiter came over to take our drink order and give us menus. After asking Becky what she wanted, the waiter came back with our drinks and I ordered our meals.
“I’ll be right back baby, I want to go use the restroom,” she whispered, leaning forward a bit so her voice wouldn’t carry. I looked around and spotted the sign and told her where they were and she left for the ladies room. As she walked across the restaurant towards the restroom, I watched her.
Becky had to have the greatest ass known to man. We hadn’t talked much about her previous boyfriends or her past love life, but I could only imagine that every guy she had ever dated had to have tried to fuck the daylights out of that tight, perfect ass. As she walked, it bounced and shifted from one cheek to the other taunting and teasing me. I could feel my cock stir to life as I watched that beauty walk across the floor. Discretely, I reached under the table to massage the bulge that was beginning to get uncomfortable.
As if on cue, Becky turned to look back at me and smiled just before she turned the corner into the ladies room. I took a sip of my drink and tried to calm my growing need. I had to have her. Yes, I was going to fuck her, and she was going to let me. She had already made it clear to me back at the house that she was more than a little interested herself and dressed like she was, well I could take a hint. Besides she still hadn’t told me what surprise she had in that plastic bag that she had brought with her and left back at the house.
I watched for her to come back to the table and it was only a couple minutes before I saw her turn the corner again and head back to me. She was just as glorious a sight coming at me as she was walking away. She smiled when she saw me watching her and as she got to the table, I rose to seat her. She sat down and I helped push her seat in a bit. She had placed her small purse in her lap and as I sat down she looked at me. Under the table I felt her hand me something and as I brought it back to look at it, I saw that she had handed me her panties.
You could have knocked me over with a feather! I looked at her like I had just been snake bit and I saw her bite her lower lip.
As we drove home, Becky decided to have a little fun at my expense. Knowing that I couldn’t do anything about it, she slipped her heels off and sliding the seat back as far as it could go, she put her feet up on the dash of my Expedition. Then she pulled her dress up as high so I could see her now naked and exposed pussy. She knew that I liked her shaved and I could see she had freshly shaved and she was slick and smooth.
I tried hard to concentrate on the road but that wasn’t what she wanted. Seeing I was trying to ignore her antics she reached between her legs and began fingering herself. Starting off teasing her thickening lips, she ran her finger tips along her glistening slit. The sight of her long thin finger with it’s long cherry red nail slipping in and out from between her wet pussy lips almost caused me to wreck.
“Dammit Becky! You’re gonna get us killed!” I said, pretending I was angry. But I couldn’t be angry at such a beautiful creature, especially when she was playing so sexily with me. And she must have known it too, because all she did was giggle and continue her game.
Then seeing she needed to “up her game” some, she dipped her already wet finger into her pussy, coating it with her pussy juices before pulling it out and putting it under my nose so I could smell her delightfully musky aroma.
“How do I smell, lover? Do you think I’m ready for you yet?” she said. When I didn’t respond right away (sorry I was too stunned at this display to speak) she answered for me, “No? Well then, I guess I’d better get myself all wet and ready for you honey.” She pushed her finger back in and another one joined it. She began finger fucking her sweet pussy and it didn’t take but a couple seconds before she began moaning. Her passionate moans mixed with the squishing sounds of her wetness and I was going nuts. I had to have been the longest drive of my life.
Pulling into the driveway finally, I tried to hide my raging erection as we walked towards the front door. I fumbled with the keys, dropping them as Becky giggled again at my clumsiness.
Once I managed to get the door open and I got Becky inside, I shut the door behind us. I locked the door and then took Becky by the upper arms and spun her around, pushing her back against the door.
Without another word, I slammed my lips onto hers. We kissed like mad, our tongues dueling, dancing, and exploring every inch of our mouths. I licked her luscious lips, and she licked mine. I pulled her closer, and she switched positions, leaning on me. She broke the kiss and gasped for air.
“So now you’re ready? Why don’t we go into the living room, tiger, and we can be more comfortable,” she smiled.
She took my hand and led me into my own living room and over to the couch. She shoved me over the end of the couch and then quickly pounced on me and straddled me sexily. She slowly moved her hands up and down my chest. She bent down to kiss me again, and I slapped her ass. Hard. She gasped.
“Mmm… So are you ready for your surprise baby?” she seductively whispered.
“Sure am,” I said. I had completely forgotten about the plastic bag she brought in all of the nights events.
“Wait right here, then. I’ll be back in a flash,” she said, kissing me and then scurrying off the the bedroom.
As I waited for her to come back I mixed us a couple drinks. I knew that she liked White Russians so that’s what I made her while I had my Jack and Coke. I had mixed the drinks and brought them into the living room again, setting them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. I had the TV going, just catching up on the news and weather when I heard her calling from just out of sight.
“Are you ready for your surprise?” she called out.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Close your eyes then,” she said with a giggle. I turned the TV off again and shut my eyes. I heard her footsteps as she approached. She was still wearing her heels as I heard her walk up to me. Then the footsteps stopped.
“Okay, open your eyes, baby,” she said.
The vision of loveliness that stood before me that evening took my breath away. I had always known that Becky was hot – hell every guy within 20 miles knew Becky was the best looking girl around. But as she stood there in front of me, the word beautiful didn’t even come close.
I assumed her ass was the best part of her body. She had a fantastic ass… full firm round and tight. She also thought her backside was her best feature. But standing there right in front of me, I noticed her breasts were magnificent as well. She wore a simple pink babydoll, held together in front by a single bow tied drawstring, that looked a bit too small. She looked like she was about to burst out of the flimsy thing. She was easily a D cup and they stood high and proud. Her nipples poked at the semi sheer pink fabric as if they wanted to poke holes in it. I slowly pulled the drawstring and then peeled the edges of her babydoll apart exposing the deliciousness underneath.
Becky gasped as she felt herself being unwrapped and my hands slid under the delicate lingerie. I gripped her sides, pulling her to my lap, and instantly licked and sucked her lush tits as she straddled me. She moaned and began grinding her hips into mine. It caught me off guard, and I bit down on her nipple, causing an arousing gasp to escape Becky’s lips.
I continued to play with her beautiful breasts, and she continued to enjoy it. Her hips moved back and forth slowly on top of me as I sucked, urging me to continue. My cock started growing as she moved back and forth over it, teasing it even as I teased her. I licked and sucked her hard nubs, biting them playfully which elicited a long low moan from Becky. I feasted on her sweet breasts until her throbbing nipples were harder than I’d ever seen.
Becky moved off of the couch and onto the floor on her knees. She unbuttoned my pants and yanked them off with precision. My erection was throbbing against my boxer briefs, ready to emerge. She teased me for a while, tracing my upper thighs with her fingernails, and scratching at my hips.
Looking up at me with a devilish smile, she put her face forward and began licking my cock through my boxers. The sensation was incredible! I bucked my hips up, motioning for her to get on with it. She did just that. She stripped me of my boxers and deepthroated all 8 inches of my cock. I felt my head knock against the back of her throat and I moaned loudly. It was the most amazing feeling I had experienced.
Her tongue flicked and lapped all around the head, and eventually moved to the entire shaft, moving up and down my length slowly. She took me in completely a few more times, then moved down to my balls. She took one into her mouth and sucked lightly. Upon hearing my moan, she sucked harder, then sucked the other. She made sure every bit of my cock and balls was wet with her saliva.
I bucked my hips so hard, she began to gag. I felt powerful when I heard her gag. I was so consumed with her wonderful blowjob, I didn’t care about how she felt. She came up for a breath, and I pushed her blonde head down onto my cock once more. This time, she moved her mouth up and down my cock very rapidly, fucking my cock with her lips. I moaned and began to buck my hips, fucking her mouth in unison. I felt my orgasm approaching, and, I pulled out, and flipped her over into my position.
I was now on the floor, staring up into Becky’s eyes. Her lips were cherry-red. I began to remove the tiny pink bikini panties that matched her babydoll. I kissed the inside of her thighs, and instantly licked every single inch of her creamy skin I saw. I removed her panties, and threw them over with my pants. I didn’t intend to give them back. I then began to eat Becky’s sweet pussy.
She tasted sweeter than any honey I have ever tasted. It was wonderful. Every lick caused a wonderful reaction from Becky. She thrashed about on the couch, threw her head back, pushed my head into her pussy with her hands, or simply bucked her hips. I bit down lightly on her clit which made her gasp. I then began fucking her pussy with my tongue, which she loved. She fucked my tongue as best as she could. I continued to fuck her when she stopped me suddenly.
“John, I need your cock… now baby, please!” she gasped.
She moved off of the couch and I laid down on the floor. She positioned herself to straddle me, and then she gripped my cock with one hand. She pointed the head towards her wet slick pussy and slowly lowered herself down onto me. Shivers went up and down my spine as her warm, wet walls closed in on me. She was now on top of me, completely naked, with my cock deep in her pussy. I pushed upwards, going deeper, and she moaned loudly.
She didn’t fuck slow at first, as is her usual custom. She wanted it rough and hard from the start, bouncing up and down on my cock. She gasped and moaned every time my cock head would slip by her clit. I got off on the slapping sound of her skin meeting mine in between each thrust. I pulled her forward and began to lick her tits, and she groaned approvingly, fucking me faster.
Suddenly I pushed her off of me, causing her to whimper like a small child.
“On your hands and knees,”I told her. She instantly did what I commanded, and I got a wonderful view of that perfect ass I had wanted all night.
I slid into her pussy from behind, and, mimicking her actions, fucked her rough from the start. My balls smacked her skin every time I thrust in to her, and she screamed, pushing herself back onto my cock. I slammed into her, I loved watching her ass bounce when I would thrust in deeply. I couldn’t resist, and I slapped her beautiful, creamy ass.
“Mmm, yes, baby. Spank that ass again,” she played along.
I spanked her harder, receiving an even louder moan. I continued to pound her, although she seemed to want me to slap her more.
“That’s so hot,” she groaned, pushing back onto my cock again. She stopped briefly, and I followed.
“Take my ass, baby. I want to feel your cock deep in my ass,” she moaned.
My cock sprang to a level of erection I had never though possible.
“Hurry, baby. Fuck my ass, please” she moaned again.
My cock was already lubricated with her pussy juice and I licked her asshole a few times, making her squirm. I slid my cock slowly, centimeter by centimeter, into her tight anal chamber. My head was barely into her ass when I knew it would be the tightest fit I’d ever experienced. I slid in further. She yelled. I finally entered all the way with one, final thrust. She roared with pleasure.
“My god,” she barely gasped, her body collapsing on the floor in front of her. She stuck her ass out further in the air, teasing me.
I fucked her ass slowly, rhythmically, at first, as if performing a slow dance. She would push a little bit backwards, but not much. I could tell it was somewhat painful for her, so I took it pretty easy until she loosened up a bit. That’s when I began to give her the ass-fucking of her life!
I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock deep into her ass. She groaned. I growled as I pulled out, and thrust in again, a battering ram to knock straight through her castle gates. I fucked faster and harder with each new entry, and she did the same with her moans. Her ass literally trembled with each thrust, which turned me on tremendously.
I hammered into her beautiful ass. I felt my orgasm getting close, and I wanted it badly. I wanted to fill this gorgeous, legendary ass with my cum. I spanked her hard and relentlessly, and fucked her twice as fast. She gave up on keeping up with me, and just stuck her ass up in the air and fingered her clit madly.
“Becky, I’m gonna cum in your sweet ass,” I let out.
At that moment, I experienced the greatest orgasm of my life. I shot wad after wad of sticky hot cum into her ass, and I kept on pumping full speed. Four, then five times I shot my seed into her. But I kept pumping, moaning, and slapping her ass. The whole situation kept me going. After six jets, and a little extra, I was totally drained.
I pulled out and collapsed onto the floor. Becky had collapsed on the floor next to me.
“Becky?” I breathed, gasping for air as soon as I finished speaking.
“Yeah?” she asked.
“You were wonderful,” I panted.
“So were you, baby. Thank you for tonight. You made my weekend.”
The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in it are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
