So I figured, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander! Karen and I had such a good time last night. Lots of beer! Lots of laughs! And lots of innuendo, coupled with a feel or two. Never got into her pants, but I did get them a little damp. As we parted for the evening, I asked her if we could go out again.
She said, “Sure, but what about your girlfriend Missy?” I told her what my girlfriend had said, so she agreed. “It will be fun to celebrate New Years Eve with you!”, she said with an infectious smile and a twinkle in her eye.
So I picked her up at 7:30 at her place. When she opened the door, my jaw dropped! Holy fuck, did she look hot! Staring at her, I was speechless! “Is this okay?” she asked , indicating the barely buttoned blouse, brown leather skirt, and alligator fuck-me pumps.
“Okay? You look fabulous! Fucking gorgeous!” I replied, still taking in the whole package. I thought to myself, ‘Jesus, George, you are one lucky son-of-a-bitch!’ I mumbled something about not wanting to go anywhere, maybe we should just stay home.
She smiled that Mona Lisa smile and said “Come on George, your friend is waiting.” So I escorted her to the car and sat her in front and I got in the back. And yes, I craned my neck to see down her blouse at those magnificent tits. I scrunched myself into the back of Jim’s Consul and we took off for town.
Jim got in a few gibes about my situation. “What are you going to do about Missy?” he asked with a smirk.
Before I could answer, Karen said, “It’s just a date, nothing serious!”
Jim said, “Oh yeah? Remember, I know this guy! He’s a horny fireman. If I know George, he’ll be trying to get in your panties all night.”
We all laughed. As she turned in the seat to wink at me, out of the corner of my eye I saw Jim checking out her cleavage. She noticed. “Keep your eyes on the road, Jim!” she teased.
He replied with a smile, “I will as long as you don’t keep turning in your seat, Karen! You really don’t expect me not to look do you?” Not waiting for an answer, he added, “I may be old, but I’m not dead!” We all laughed as we arrived at the bar. It was 8:45 and the bar was fairly empty. As we walked in the guys eyed Karen. All I could think about was, ‘Eat your hearts out, mates! She’s mine for the night!’
We ordered drinks, and the bartender kept coming over, one drink at a time, checking out Karen’s cleavage. No subtlety involved, he just stared down her shirt each time he brought a drink. I could tell Karen was enjoying the attention. She kept turning sideways on the bar stool, letting the bartender see inside. As she turned back to sip her drink, I saw what the bartender had seen. Nipple! God, I wanted to stuff my face in there and latch on! I was getting more and more horny as the evening wore on, knowing what I wanted and hoping that she wasn’t a giant cock-tease.
Several of the male patrons came over to check her out, asking for a dance. I thought,’Right! And a feel too!’ Karen politely declined the first two invites to the dance floor, so I said, “Go ahead if you want. We’re gonna be leaving soon.” A third guy asked and she accepted.
I turned in my bar stool and watched her and the guy get to the dance floor. He pulled her close, pressing his obvious hard-on against her and cupping her ass cheeks as they swayed across the floor.
When the dance ended, she came back to the bar, laughing. “So what’s up, Karen?” I asked. “Aside from him?” She said that the group of guys had a bet on, and the dancer had won. “What was the bet?” I asked.
She hunched her shoulders, opening up the blouse so I could see, and said, “Was I wearing a bra?” I smiled as I stared at her bra-less chest, her proud nipple, stiff and poking her blouse. It made my cock twitch with anticipation! The next stop was an Irish pub, full of people ready to celebrate the New Year.
In spite of being with Jim and I, Karen got a couple of phone numbers stuck down her blouse, got felt up on the way to the ladies room. Then she suggested we call it a night. She must have noticed the crestfallen look on my face and reassured me with a kiss and a squeeze on the bulge in my pants. She whispered in my ear, “I may be ready to leave the bar, but I’m not ready to sleep yet!”
Shortly after midnight and a champagne cocktail, Jim, with perfect timing, said, “I’m heading home! You two have a great night!”
I hailed a cab and we headed for my place. Lots of deep kissing in the back seat, and she opened a button on her blouse and said, “Go ahead! I know you’ve been eying them all night.” Her nipple was hard as stone as my palm pressed against it. Then I leaned in and sucked the warm nub into my mouth.
I heard Karen say, “Just keep your eyes on the road. Get us home safe and there’s a big tip in your future.” The driver chuckled as he turned the corner and got us to my place.
Once inside the door, we were all over each other. I was nibbling her ear, kissing her neck. In seconds her blouse was totally open and I was cupping, pinching, and sucking on her turgid nipples. What a magnificent pair of tits! She was busy as well, unbuckling my belt, unzipping my pants, and pulling out my painfully hard cock.
Walking with my pants around my ankles made the trip toward the bedroom seem like an eternity as I followed Karen, naked except for her panties, to our ultimate destination.
She pushed me down on the bed and with one hand and squeezed my cock while the other finished taking off my pants. I heard her say, “Now, that’s what I’m talking about!” Licking the tip of my cock, she smeared my pre-cum all over the dark pink, bulbous head. As her lips enveloped my shaft, I heard her moan. I felt her teeth graze the sensitive part just behind the head as she went all the way down on me. My hands went right to her head and I thrust my hips up, feeding her more of me.
“Ohhhh! Fuuuckk!” I moaned as I heard her suck voraciously on my member.
She gagged, backed off, plunged ahead, gagged again, devouring every inch of me. I was so fucking excited that by the fourth time she had taken me to my balls, I grunted, spewing gob after gob of warm white cum into the back of that talented throat. I heard her swallow and lick me clean from balls to tip. “I’m sorry Karen! It wasn’t supposed to be over so quick!”
Licking her lips she said,“That’s kay George! This evening isn’t over by a long shot! And that was a long shot!”
Laughing, I replied, “It’s your fault, you know! If you weren’t so fucking sexy and I wasn’t so fucking horny, you’d still be working for your reward.”
Smiling up at me, she said. “And what makes you think I’m not?”
“Get up here on the bed! I have a present for you!” I said, pulling her lips off my still hard cock.
Wiggling her pantie clad ass at me, she replied, “I thought you’d never ask!”
Moving behind her, I didn’t even bother removing her panties, just pulled them aside and took a moment to stare at her pussy. I pressed the head of my dick against the moist opening and watched as I slid effortlessly inside “Ohhh! God, that feels good!” I moaned as my hips met her ass for the first time.
I pulled my cock, coated with the musky juices, out of her more than ready cunt. Grabbing her hips, I plunged hard and fast, bouncing off her ass, pistonning in and out as fast as I could, her upraised ass meeting my thrusts with a slap of flesh on flesh.
“Get up on your hands, Karen! I want to play with those gorgeous tits of yours,” I said urgently. She did as I asked, and I watched in the mirror as her tits swayed and rippled each time my balls kissed her pussy lips. I reached under her and grabbed two handfuls of swinging breast, kneading the orbs like bread dough. “Karen! Play with your clit!” I asked.
She complied. I could feel her fingertips grazing my cock as I slid in and out of her wetness and she strummed her clit. Her moans grew louder and louder until she screamed “Jesus! Mother of God! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!”
I felt her cunt clamp onto my invading cock, milking it for all its worth. “Cum inside me!” she panted, and I did. Ropes of cum spit from the slit in my cock head smearing all over the walls of her cloying cunt.
We collapsed on the bed. I rolled her over, kissed her, gently at first, then more forcefully, my tongue reaching deep in her mouth, my hands caressing her breasts. “That was fucking incredible, Karen.” I said, as I moved on top of her. “I need to even the score!” I kissed my way down her body, stopping to suck each nipple before continuing south, tongue fucking her navel and parting her curly red hairs on my way to those delicious lips of her ravaged cunt.
Showering gentle kisses on her lips before latching onto her clit I feathered my tongue on the little nub until she started to squirm under me. I pushed a finger inside and continued my assault. “Ohh Fuck! Don’t stop! Make me cum again!” she begged as I chewed and licked and chewed. With her hands full of my hair, holding my head tight to her cunt she came with a stuttered moan, rewarding me with a mouthful of her sweet salty girl cum.
“Kiss me George! I want to taste myself!” she said, so I obliged, slipping my tongue between her lips and she sucked it clean before licking the remnants of her orgasm from my face.
With me behind her, we snuggled for a while. She played with my soft cock and he played with her nipples, which, she said, was making her horny again. She felt me begin to harden and wiggled from my grasp, heading straight for my reanimated manhood. Sucking the whole thing in her mouth, I felt it grow as she sucked and licked it until I could feel the back of her throat with the helmet.
Suddenly, she let me loose with a plop, and I felt my left nut slip into her mouth. “Jesus, Karen, what are you trying to do to me?” I asked as I watched her roll my ball around in her mouth.
“I want you to tit fuck me, George!” she said as she laid on her back, squeezing the mounds on her chest. I sat on her chest, rocking back and forth, watching the crown of my cock peeking out above her cleavage. She lowered her head and as my cock emerged from those delectable fleshy pillows, she kissed, then sucked on the head.
I didn’t think it possible, but watching her play with me, I thought, ‘How sexy she would look with my cum on her lips.’ She must have had similar thoughts. Between thrusts, she licked her index finger and thrust it into my ass as her mouth closed over my head once again. I grunted and came all over her lips and tongue.
As my cock dribbled the last of its contents and she smacked her lips in obvious enjoyment, I said, “Holy Fuck, Karen. What am I going to do with you? You are insatiable! This has been the most incredible night of my life.”
She smiled and said, “You’ll just have to persuade Missy to be a cum slut like me!. Now get that cock over here. I need you hard again.”
So I laid on the bed and she straddled me, her red fringed cunt hovering over me as she devoured my cock yet again, making me hard and needy. I sucked her cunt and clit to another loud climax, begging me to fuck her one more time. I climbed on top, easily entering her wet and ready cunt with long, hard thrusts, smiling at the squishing sounds of our lovemaking. I came with a grunt while sucking on her nipples, leaving the last drops of cum on her curly red landing strip.
“I want to suck you clean, one last time George!” she said as she scrambled down the bed. She took my froth covered cock in her mouth and loudly sucked up the remnants of our just completed fuck.
Then she gave me a long juicy, cummy kiss, saying, “Tastes good, eh?” I’d never done that before and found it to be somewhat pleasant. She certainly liked it, so I offered to eat her out and share it as well. I was as surprised at how much cum I could suck from her cunt as I was how enthusiastic she was to share it. I was also surprised at how quickly she came as I caressed her cunt and clit with my tongue.
After breakfast, I called a cab for her and we kissed again, long and deep. I said to her, “Karen, can we keep in touch?”
She replied with that sly smile as she ran a finger up and down her still weeping slit. “Why not? If your blonde Missy can’t satisfy that cock, then my Red Missy will!”
