Blakely takes her stepdad’s lust to new heights

Dominick awoke before Mandy did, and lay there on the bed thinking about the two of them. Their relationship had evolved into a beautiful, loving relationship between a man and a woman. Mandy was no longer his step-daughter, but a woman, one he’d fallen deeply in love with. Valentine’s Day was just around the corner and Dominick wanted to do something special for Mandy.
Suddenly Dominick had an idea. Not only would he buy Mandy red roses, but rent a limousine and take her to one of the fanciest restaurants in town, which not only offered a great cuisine but dancing as well.
His mind went back to the time they first met. Oh how lovely she looked all decked out in that fancy dress. The outfit not only accented her long slender legs, but set off her sapphire blue eyes as well. He recalled the light scent of her perfume which tickled his senses when they held each other close and silhouetted across the floor.
Dominick then wondered if she had anything fancy enough to go with his black tie and tuxedo.
His daydream was interrupted when Mandy stretched and yawned.
She looked lovingly into his eyes and asked, “Good morning love, did you sleep well?”
He reached out to her, pulled her close, kissed her lips and said, “You, my dear, fucked the daylights out of me last night, and I slept like a baby.”
She flashed him a sultry look and purred, “You know you loved every minute of it too. Oooh honey, I just adore the way you make love to me.”
Dominick smiled and then looked her straight in the eyes with a questioning stare. “Mandy, I don’t want to change the subject, but I have a question to ask.”
His sparkling eyes glittered with sparkles of gold as she gazed into them. It was as if she could see clear to Dominick’s soul. Goose-bumps covered her torso, chills ran down her spine, and beads of sweat covered her brow. “Oh God, is he going to ask me to marry him?” she asked herself. Although the idea intrigued her, Mandy tried to shake that notion out of her mind, at least for now anyway.
She lowered her eyelids and suggested, “What do you need to know honey?”
While trying his best not to give her the real reason why, he confessed, “Oh, not much, I was just wondering if I could take you shopping to buy some things for you? I can see your eyes now and don’t worry about money, its all on me.”
Mandy’s eyes lit up as excitement beamed all over her face. She loved to go shopping and accepting Dominick’s offer to pay made it even better.
She kissed his cheek and squealed, “Dominick, I’d love to. When do you want to go?”
He laughed and questioned, “Good. Hey aren’t you off today? I was thinking we could go this afternoon?”
Mandy admitted, “Well I do need to go into work for an hour or two to file some papers. After that I’m free. How about we meet at O’Charlie’s for lunch?”
Dominick pulled her close, nuzzled her neck and uttered, “Sounds good to me honey, let’s say one o’clock. Now come here beautiful, I want to make love to you.”
Mandy nodded in agreement, snuggled up in his arms, and ran her fingers across his chest. She could feel the love he had for her radiate through her and it made her quiver with desire.
Dominick looked deeply into her eyes as he felt the heat of her hands upon his chest. His mind was filled with so much emotion that he found it hard to speak. As the memory of Rebecca flashed through his head, he shivered. She was the love of his life. Why it seemed like just yesterday when they’d been walking through the park, professing their love for each other while planning the rest of their lives. Never in their wildest dreams did they think it would end so soon. For two years he longed for her, missing her touch, her kiss, and how they made love.
Never in his wildest dreams did he think, after Rebecca died, would ever find love again.
Mandy watched Dominick and saw the distant look in his eyes and asked, “What’s wrong dear?”
Dominick lifted Mandy’s chin and replied, “My mind was just wandering through some memories of the past.”
She kissed his lips and said, “You were thinking of Rebecca weren’t you? I hope we can build as many wonderful memories as the two of you did.”
He smiled and promised, “We will darling.”
As their lips met the passionate ember inside of him grew went into a roaring fire, one that consumed them both.
Mandy parted her lips allowing his tongue to mingle with hers, doing the dance of lovers. Her fingers caressed down his chest until they grasped his hard cock, and she slowly stroked it.
She trembled from head to toe and purred, “Darling, I love playing with your cock. It’s so big and hard.”
He looked into her face and commanded, “Suck me Mandy. I need to feel your lips around it before I fuck you!”
Mandy moved down, positioning herself between his legs. While holding his genitals she flicked her tongue across his cock and balls, watching him quiver in response as a dewy drop of pre-cum formed at its tip. Next she ran her tongue across the juicy tip repeatedly. When Mandy knew he couldn’t stand it no longer she engulfed his tool and sucked it hungrily.
Dominick bellowed, “Oooooh fuck, Mandy, you sure know how to suck cock! Ahhh slow down, I don’t want to cum in your mouth!”
She arched her back, purred like a kitten and ordered, “It’s time to ride this pony, and put it away wet!”
Mandy proceeded to move upwards until she straddled Dominick’s hips. She held apart her pussy-lips, grasped his cock, and guided it into her drenched, pulsating hole.
He grabbed her by the hips as his cock entered the hole, sliding into it like a hand into a well-tailored glove. It caused her to moan loudly as his cock went deeper. Oh fuck she was tight, and the vaginal walls began milking his cock.
Dominick gazed up at her and exclaimed, “Ooooh baby, your cunt feels so damn good on my dick! Ride me honey, harder, ooooh fuck yesssssss!”
As she rode him, he reached down and began massaging her sensitive swollen clit.
Mandy threw her head back and slammed herself down hard on his cock repeatedly. Her whole body quivered as beads of sweat rolled down her back. She knew if she kept this up, her climax would run through her like a freight train out of control.
Dominick slid in and out of her hot hole and she watched him start toying with her sensitive bud. “That’s it baby, rub my sweet clit—harder, oh God, yessssss!”
Then Mandy did something he’d never seen her do before. She reached down, brought her left nipple up to her lips, tongued it, sucked it in, and then bit it.
Her actions sent his body reeling into high gear and Dominick didn’t know how long he could keep this up before blew his load. “Ohhhh God, I love it when a woman does her own nipples, it drives me crazy. Bite it again for me baby, I’m close to cumming!”
Mandy flashed him a devilish smile, then did the same thing to her other nipple. Biting it gently at first, pausing to watch his reaction, then harder, as a climax began to surge through her body.
As Mandy’s orgasmic spasm gripped his cock like a vice, she shook so hard that he had to grab her by the hips to maintain control. He rammed his throbbing tool as deep as it could go, spilling his seed deep within her.
Afterwards she leaned against his chest and stayed there until his cock slid from her pussy.
Mandy then glanced over at the clock. “Oh no, look at the time, I’d better hurry honey or I will be late for work.”
Dominick smirked and suggested, “Mandy, let’s take a shower together and save water!”
She threw him a questioning look and requested, “As long as it’s just a shower you can join me.”
Dominick lowered his head and frowned. “Spoil sport. Okay, I hear you. I’ll be good this time.”
She smirked, “Promise?”
Dominick sighed and replied, “Yes. We’d better hurry, doll, or you’re going to be late.”
They showered and dressed for the day. Mandy went to work, and Dominick put his plan into action.
After ordering the flowers and limousine, he made reservations for dinner on Valentine’s Day at the Fountain Restaurant, a chic eatery located in the Four Seasons Hotel.
He then got his tuxedo out and prepared to take it to the cleaners. As he felt the smooth material his mind went back to the last time he wore it. He was standing in a gazebo on the courtyard of the old village square. The area and building had been restored to their original designs of the nineteenth century. By his side was Rebecca, dressed in an 1800’s style wedding gown.
He wiped the tears from his flooded eyes and wondered if he’d wear the suit to such a celebrated occasion again. Dominick shook that thought from his mind, for now anyway.
He then took his suit to the cleaners. Afterwards Dominick glanced at his watch and figured there was no sense driving back home when he was to meet Mandy in an hour. So he walked to the jewelry store on the corner and picked out sapphire blue earrings with a matching necklace ensemble. He then told them to gift wrap it, he would be back at a later time in the week to pick it up.
At one o’clock sharp he was sitting in a booth awaiting Mandy’s arrival. Daydreaming of what she’d look like in a velvet blue floor-length gown he’d seen in one of her fashion magazines at home. It was elegant and classy, which was just perfect for her; the velvety material would caress her curves. Dominick envisioned the two of them sitting at a table in that elegant restaurant. Mandy’s long hair would be swept up atop her head with ringlets caressing her face and neck. Her earlobes and neck would be adorned with the jewelry he just purchased.
When Mandy entered the restaurant, she spotted Dominick across the room. When the maitre’d walked up to her and asked if she needed a table she told him no, she was meeting someone, and he was there already.
She pointed out Dominick’s table to the maitre’d. He escorted her over to it, pulled out the chair for her, and she sat down. He then informed them that their waiter would be with them shortly.
Mandy glanced over at Dominick and it looked like his mind was a million miles away. She leaned over and caressed his arm. “A penny for your thoughts, darling.”
He jumped and blushed. “Oh, hi honey. I was just thinking about this dress I saw in a magazine, and how good it would look on you.”
She grinned, wondering if he’d buy her anything she wanted. Like the blue velvet gown she saw in a Dillard’s window a couple of weeks ago. However it looked expensive. Maybe he would, after all he said he was taking her shopping.
Mandy batted her eyes and purred, “Well, I for one cannot wait to show you what I’d like to buy when we go shopping.”
Before long the two of them ordered lunch and were sitting there talking about places to go to shopping.
He took a sip of coffee and asked, “Mandy, what’s your favorite place to shop?”
She thought for a moment, then admitted, “Dillard’s, I like it because there is such a variety to choose from when I shop there. Plus the items are not too expensive, unless you’re looking at elegant formal wear.”
Dominick wiped his mouth and placed the napkin on the table. “Well my pretty, I think we shall go to Dillard’s. If you don’t see anything you like there we can go somewhere else.”
Mandy felt like a kid in a candy store. All of a sudden memories of her mother flashed through her head causing tears to come to her eyes. She recalled the many lunches and afternoon shopping trips the two of them used to enjoy. Mandy’s mother was her best friend, and a lot of fun to be with. Like the time they went shopping for her mother’s wedding gown. All afternoon her mother teased her about which man she’d like to see Mandy wed. Adding that maybe she should put a gown on layaway, just in case. They both laughed so hard her mother almost lost her balance. She fought back more tears, because she really did miss her mother.
Dominick saw the tears in her eyes, “What’s wrong honey?”
Oh God, she wiped her tears because Mandy hated to cry in front of Dominick. She then cleared her throat and confessed, “I was just thinking about mom, and how much fun we had shopping. In a way I miss her, but I know she’s at peace now and not in any pain.
A smile crossed Mandy’s face when she spoke. “You know something? I can see her now, looking down from heaven, pointing and whispering to the other angels, ‘That’s my girl. Oh she look’s so happy’.”
Dominick’s face went white as a sheet like he was guilty of doing something wrong. “Wonder what she’d say about seeing us together like this?”
Mandy touched his arm and smiled. “Knowing mom, she’d first ask if I was happy. After that she’d tell you to quit corrupting her daughter and marry her.”
Dominick laughed, “Yeah I bet she would at that. She was always playing match maker.”
They both chuckled and Mandy put her napkin down, stared at him and said, “Well Dominick, let’s go shopping. Then I can say my favorite word.”
He grinned, “Which is?”
She giggled and replied, “Charge it!”
The two of them walked arm in arm to the car laughing. In his mind, Dominick was saying, ‘Rebecca, don’t worry your pretty little head, I intend to marry your daughter.’
They went shopping and the best surprise of all came later on their special day…
On Valentine’s Day Mandy was putting on the velvet blue gown as Dominick donned his tuxedo. Afterwards he watched her with loving eyes, fixing her hair.
When she appeared to be done she was looking in her jewelry box for something to go with her outfit.
Dominick got the gift out of his drawer where he hid it, and held it behind his back as he walked over to Mandy.
“Mandy, my love, you look ravishing.”
Her eyes lit up with desire and she noticed he was trying to conceal something. She buttered him up first and said, “You look pretty dashing yourself darling. Now out with it, what do you have hidden behind your back?”
He brought his hand around and then gave her the gift-wrapped box, “I guess I cannot hide anything from you, huh? Open it darling, I think it will go splendid with your gown.”
Mandy slowly opened the delicate package with shaky fingers. Inside was a black velvet box. She carefully opened it and gasped when her eyes saw the beautiful sapphire jewelry.
She looked at him and admitted, “Oh darling, I have never seen anything so elegant.”
Dominick smiled and helped her with the necklace. He then stepped back to admire her. “Oh my sweet Mandy, you’re the most beautiful thing I have seen for a long time. Now we’d better be going.”
She questioned, “Yes, we should. By the way, where are we going?”
His eyes lit up and a devilish grin crossed his face and he replied, “You’ll see, grab your shawl honey, the limo just pulled up.”
Her eyes went wild with excitement and it looked as if Mandy might pass out. “A limo, oh God, I have never rode in one of those.”
Dominick reached out, pulled Mandy close so she wouldn’t collapse, and kissed her passionately. “Well Mandy, let me put it this way. I want you to have the best of everything tonight, because we are officially celebrating, the first day of the rest of our lives, together.”
Soon, the limo whisked them off to the restaurant. Mandy held Dominick’s arm tightly as she looked around the spacious vehicle. “Oh darling, I have never seen anything this gorgeous.”
Dominick kissed her and answered, “Only the best for you my baby.”
Mandy couldn’t get over the size or beauty of the elegant restaurant. She held onto Dominick the whole time for fear of passing out from excitement.
She couldn’t believe her eyes after they were seated, because the first thing served was champagne and caviar.
Mandy gazed into Dominick’s loving eyes, lifted her goblet and toasted, “I’ll be yours forevermore. Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.”
As their glasses clicked Dominick told himself, “The best is yet to come, my precious Valentine.”

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Hello Sir, Master, Daddy
Please forgive me for using all your chosen titles, I am saying them out loud as I type each one, trying to decide which one feels right, but it is so hard. They all mean such different things, for example, calling you Sir means I respect you, I am showing some reverence to you. Master makes me think of dominance, of having no control, of being totally yours. I do like that thought. Daddy gives me all different emotions. This still has the dominance but also humiliation. I did imagine meeting your friends and having to call you Daddy, I blushed, even here, but also got wet!
Do I really have to choose one, cant you please be different things at different times? For this letter Sir, that is what I am going to do, call you what I feel at that precise moment
(Oh Master, that thought made me shiver, partly with desire and partly with fear, am I really allowed to make my own decisions? I suppose if not, I ll be punished! mmm there is that shiver again)
I m trying to imagine what it will be like to be owned by you, to help, I ve tied some string around my neck, I dont have a collar here, and that priviledge belongs to you, I feel like a stray , not belonging, on a bit of old rope, waiting to hear whether someone (you) is willing to take me in. It is a terrifying wait Master.
You do have a sexy voice Sir, I noticed that from the first time we spoke, I wanted to obey, to please you, to hear the smile in your voice, I havent heard the anger there yet, although as you say no one is perfect and I know that time will come. That frightens me, and excites me too.
Oh Master, you have no idea how much I want to feel you, to be tied helpless, blindfolded in front of you, waiting for the slightest touch, will it be a stroke, or a smack, I crave the stroke of your fingertips equally as much as the thrash of your cane. Do you want to mark me Master? Put your brand on your property? Mmmmm my juices really are flowing now
(You said I couldnt cum again, but didnt say if I could touch, I dont want to do anything against your wishes so I am sat here writing my feelings, my desires, but not touching, this really is the sweetest torture)
Helpless surrender Master, that term just popped into my head, but seems so appropriate, you can make me or break me, what power!
You asked if it would turn me on knowing you are looking at my body, the honest answer is I dont know, I m not confident Master, I am curvy, too curvy, lacking confidence and self belief. If I m truthful the thought of spending the weekend with you collared but naked terrifies me. Having my holes plugged, especially my dirty hole is all new to me, and yet when I think of being on my hands and knees, your hand in my hair forcing your cock deep in my throat I cannot control the squirming.
I am hairless Sir, I am sure that fact will please you, I trim daily, my pussy ( I cant use the C word) is smooth and soft and I long to show you, even though I will be shy and scared. The hair on my head is another matter, not too long, shoulder length, but thick and ideal for wrapping your fingers in, forcing my head back as you fuck me hard!
(Wow, where do these images come from)
How will I feel when you want to show me off though? Only time will tell there. You kept asking me questions in your letter and my mind is full of ones of my own at the moment, will you deliberately show me off, knowing it will humiliate me, that I feel would definately be a Daddy moment.
Have you done that with your other subs? One thing I learnt about myself from your letter, I have very green eyes, the fact you mentioned your other subs sent me into a spiral of jealousy, I dont like to share!
(I feel I am probably giving you ammunition here Daddy!)
I am hoping I will be one of your favourite toys for some time, I want to belong to you, to obey you, I suppose ideally I d love to get under your skin, make it you thought about me all the time, maybe then there would be no talk of being released. You havent even accepted me yet and I am dreading the day you let me go. As I said, I am new to this, but want it so much, I want you to touch me and tease me, until I am begging for release.
Much as I am struggling wiht your name Master, I am wracking my brains at one you can call me, you havent given me anything to go on, do you have a theme? If I am collared is it an animal theme I wonder? You did keep calling me pet after all.
Oh no how degrading if you see me as a dog, and call me that too. Please I am begging you, be kind with my name Sir,
I hope I will please you with this letter, looking at the clock, I have 20 minutes to go sir, not bad considering I had an earth shattering orgasm and needed to clean up before I started. I imagined you standing over me Master, I could hear your voice saying ‘Now, come for your Master NOW Slut’ and I did.
As I cleaned myself Master, I felt humiliated, I d just orgasmed because you had told me to in a letter, but so free, I do so want to serve you and I await your response on bended knee.
Your ever faithful, every obedient slut
ps I am extremely horny, very wet, my juices leaking onto my thighs, I am begging you Sir, please please please give permission for me to cum soon.

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Seduced By The UPS Man – Part One
My name is Sammy (short for Samantha). My husband Dan and I have been happily married for twenty-seven years. We have a great sex life and enjoy role-playing. Although we have talked about acting on our fantasies, we have never actually been with other people. The closest we have come, is one time Dan took me to an adult bookstore where we went into a video booth and manually masturbated each other. Although I was very tense and self-conscious, the night was a real turn-on and we had even better sex when we returned home. Having all those men at the bookstore staring at me actually was exciting and made me very wet. Dan loved it when he discovered how damp and open my pussy was in our little booth. We both agreed that one of these days we will go back and maybe invite one of the other men into our booth. Just the thought of doing this makes me very apprehensive, but at the same time extremely hot. We will see.
Until recently this was the extent of our “wild side”. Things have changed a bit (for the better) and I have to thank the UPS man at my job for “opening the door”. I work for a company where I am charge of all the shipping and receiving of UPS parcels. My office is near the warehouse and every afternoon I prepare packages to be picked up by UPS and Federal Express. Over time I got to know the drivers and we generally joke around and enjoy good-natured fun. Nothing unusual or unprofessional. About three weeks ago, a new UPS man showed up and announced that he was taking over the route. The other driver who serviced our account for years was evidently promoted. I felt a little chill of excitement when he told me this. The other driver was older and kind of stogy, but this new driver was about ten years younger than me and super cute. He was tall, well built with very dark black hair and a well-trimmed mustache. He had very well developed legs and thighs and looked very sexy in his UPS shorts. He introduced himself as Tommy and had the most charming smile, bright white teeth and gorgeous blue eyes. I was totally ruptured by him but tried not to show it. I don’t know, but maybe I did a poor job hiding my interest, or he was just a natural flirt, but as the days went by Tommy became more flirtatious and bolder in his conversations with me. He was always complementing me; saying how I was the best looking girl on his route, loved my blonde hair and how he always looked forward to seeing me. I was flattered, but was not so sure this was just a line from a very smooth talker. I do not have the confidence I once had when I was younger, but for someone my age, I think I am in pretty decent shape and still relatively attractive. I occasionally experience, while driving guys in passing cars beeping at me, waving and smiling. Not as much as in years past, but now and then. So…. what’s a married girl to do? Here I am being teased by a younger hunk and no one else around to keep us from playing our exciting dance each afternoon.
Eventually, Tommy became somewhat bolder. I noticed how he would directly stare at my boobs and make all kind of awkward attempts to bump into me and touch me. Each time I felt electric shivers go up and down my body. I made no real attempt to pull away or discourage this. He did most of the teasing. I just sort of went along with it and occasionally gave him a smile or a wink. A couple of times, I think he caught me peeking at the bulge in his shorts. There was no question that Tommy was packing some serious equipment. Like most women I was very curious, but too shy to act. Once or twice he was standing right in front of my desk with an obvious erection. I could not help but notice. He even in a clumsy way tried to hide it by pushing it one way or another. This made me absolutely crazy. I couldn’t wait to get home so I could play with myself and cum. This whole thing has spiced up our sex life. I have been telling Dan about Tommy and he gets turned on just hearing my daily tales. He keeps encouraging me to be a little more aggressive and maybe actually let Tommy touch me. Almost every night I come home and Dan and I fuck like teenagers as I tell him what Tommy said or did that afternoon. Every day I count the long hours till Tommy shows up. The short five minutes he spends in my office makes my entire day.
It has gone on like this for weeks. But, things have a way of changing real fast. The other afternoon I was watching the clock, counting the minutes till Tommy shows up and I started to feel very wet and horny. I started to rub between my legs under the desk while thinking about what Tommy’s cock looked like. I was doing this for several minutes and getting very worked up, when the door opened and Tommy walked in with his usual cheery bright smile. He took me by complete surprise – I was deep into my daydream and I never heard him approaching. I guess he could tell I was up to no good. Either by my blushed face, heavy breathing or the fact that my hand was still between my legs. He towers over me when I am sitting and he made no attempt to move or divert his eyes. I had no choice but to slowly and very embarrassingly remove my hand from between my thighs. I was out of breath and had a difficult time acknowledging his arrival. He seemed to understand my predicament and took advantage of the situation by boldly moving around my desk and pulling me up to my feet and started kissing me with such deep passion that I nearly passed out. I was so weak and limp he had to hold me up. I was in his total control- I had no ability to stop him, nor did I want to. It only lasted I am sure for just a few seconds, but it seemed like an eternity. He slowly stepped back and let me slump down back into my chair. My head was swimming. My pussy was throbbing. Tommy without any further words took the prepared packages in his arms and walked to the door. He turned briefly, smiled and mouthed, “I’m in love” and left.
It took me several minutes to recover. I was a mess. I decided to leave early and go home and think this all over. I was so confused and embarrassed. When Dan got home I was in the bathtub soaking. As usual, he asked me how my Tommy visit was. I didn’t know what to say. I was still overwhelmed. Dan kept on prodding and after a glass of wine I told him what happened. He was so turned on he pulled his cock out in front of me and started to jerk off. As I continued to describe what happened he shot his load all over my tits as I lay in the tub. Watching him rub his cock got to me and I started to rub my pussy and had one of the strongest organisms I ever experienced several seconds after Dan came. Wow, were we ever shocked at our actions. We never did that before – so unplanned and spontaneous. We never ate dinner that night. We just collapsed in our bed and continued to have one of the best nights of sex in our married life.
As you can imagine, the next day I was beside myself. I did not know how to react or what to say when Tommy showed up. I eventually decided (like any women) to play it like nothing at all happened. Sure enough at exactly 4:00 PM, Tommy shows up (this time he actually softly knocked on my office door). That totally broke the ice and cracked me up. I could not help but smile as he walked in. I know my face was bright red, but what the hell… Tommy asked how I was and I murmured something or another and we proceeded to do business as usual. As he was gathering up the boxes he looked over at me and said, “You know Sammy, last night I had a dream about you and it ended in a very satisfying way”. He completely caught me off guard. I don’t know why or how, but I just blurted out that I did too. He said, “a dream”? I just smiled. “Did it end the same way, mine did”, he asked? I lowered my eyes a little and softly said yes.
Well, the cat was out of the bag now, that’s for sure. Yesterday, Tommy came by as usual and he wasted no time in asking if I wanted to meet him for a drink after work. Just like that! I was completely unprepared and didn’t have time think of an excuse. I just simply and weakly said, sure, what time, where”? He mentioned a local tavern that I had been to a number of times and felt comfortable going there. We agreed on a time and he left. I was breathless and as excited as a teenage girl going on her first date. Then it hit me – what about Dan? Uh oh, what am I going to tell him? I phoned him and just blurted out what happened. He was silent for a moment or two and then I heard him say “go for it hon”. That’s all I needed to hear. I told him I would not be out too long and would tell him every detail. I also told him I did not intend to let this get out of hand. So, don’t expect too much.
I cleaned up my desk, went into the ladies room and spent the next fifteen minutes getting ready as best as I could. Damn, I wish I had a days notice and I could have worn something nicer. Oh well, this is the way these things work, right? After work I went to a local grocery store and did a little shopping to kill some time. At 6:00 I pulled into the parking lot and went right into the bar. Tommy was sitting at a table in the back. I spotted him immediately. He was the best looking guy in the place. I was a little taken back seeing him in a normal shirt and jeans. I was use to him in his UPS uniform. He looked gorgeous. He got up and held a chair for me. I sat down and he ordered me a beer. We talked without any awkwardness whatsoever. I found out he was married with three kids (I was never sure, he never wore a wedding ring). I was a little disappointed, but also relieved at the same time. We talked about kids, schools, neighborhoods etc. for an hour or so. He was very easy to talk with. He was also funny and polite. I liked him… a lot. His blue eyes enthralled me and as time went on he moved closer to me and started gently rubbing my arm and legs. I was his, if he wanted me.
After three beers I was feeling a little tipsy and mentioned that I better get going – actually I was hoping we would go out in the parking lot – maybe kiss a bit and then be off. But, Tommy had other plans. As we left the place he took my hand and led me to his pick-up truck He opened the passenger door for me and we both got in. He turned the radio on softly and pulled me over to him. I was dizzy and had a hard time catching my breath. He put his arm around me and without saying a word we started kissing like horny kids. We must have kissed for a half hour. I do not remember being so turned on by just kissing in my life. He was very good at this. He kissed softly and perfectly. His worked his tongue expertly in my mouth. He spent time kissing my ears and neck all the time rubbing my back and legs. I worked up the courage to rub his chest and was delighted to feel how hard and defined it was… and no beer belly! My God he was in good shape. I have gotten so use to Dan that I forgot what a younger guy feels like. Slowly, Tommy worked his hands to my boobs. I let him. After all, I was rubbing his chest like crazy. Although my boobs are not what they once were – they are still in good shape and I am pretty proud of them. They are not huge, but their still firm and my nipples still get hard and tingly. He loosed my shirt and bra and started working them over pretty good. I was just laying back and enjoying the whole treatment. After awhile, it occurred to me I ought to be doing something for him too. So I gazed down at his lap and to no surprise saw he had a huge boner. I placed my hand over his pants and started to rub his cock. It felt like a steel rod! Nothing like Dan’s semi-hard cock. I noticed immediately how thick and fat his cock was compared to Dan’s. They were both about the same length, but Tommy’s cock was by far much bigger in girth and many times harder. Wow, how I would love to feel that thing deep inside me. But, as much as I wanted it – I was not about to fuck in a pick up truck in a parking lot. No way!
Tommy started to get really, really worked up. His hips were in motion and he was squeezing my boobs harder. His kissing became frantic; I was just as worked up. Things were getting very, very hot in that truck. He opened my pants and slid his hand under my very wet panties and started rubbing my clit. I almost lost it then and there. Slowly, he worked a finger inside me, then a second finger. He slid my pants and panties down further so I could spread my legs a little wider to give him better access. In the mean time, he opened his pants and let me bare-hand his wet, hard cock. He had incredible balls. They were very hard and very full. And, unlike Dan, he was very hairy. Tommy was a real man in every sense of the word. Very manly and strong. I became so wet and open that to my utter shock Tommy was able to slide in a third finger easily. He started fucking my pussy with his fingers very forcefully. I could not control myself and started to grind and push so his fingers would go deeper. I even shocked myself as I heard myself groan. Our breathing was rapid and the truck’s windows started to fog up. We didn’t care. Tommy started to try and remove my jeans completely, but I said, “no – not here, please”. It was too cramped and I was not comfortable fucking him for the first time in a truck. Thankfully, he understood and continued fingering me, even more vigorously.
We both had to cum. I was almost there and so was he. I was so hot rubbing his cock I decided to do something I rarely do with Dan. I bent over and started licking and sucking his cock and balls. He smelled clean and tasted wonderful. I really got into it. I took him in my mouth deep and massaged his rock hard balls. He held my head with one hand as he fingered me with his other. He slid his cock in and out of my mouth. He was mouth fucking me! I was delirious with lust. I knew he was about to cum and I was determined to take his full load in my mouth and swallow – something I never did with Dan. Sure enough Tommy started to buck and wam…. globs of very thick semen shot deep into the back of my throat. I had to swallow at least three times. Not a drop was lost. It tasted fine and didn’t smell (like Dan’s of course). Well, Tommy was not entirely finished cumming when I felt an orgasm starting deep inside me. Boy oh boy, was I in for it. I came and came and came. I rocked and bucked and groaned like never before. The spasms started and continued as he thrust his fingers (all three!) deep inside my open pussy. I almost fell onto the floor of the cab. Tommy held me up and never lost a stroke inside me. After I was done, I was a bit surprised at my condition. Surveying the situation, here I was with my jeans below my knees, my shirt and bra pulled up around my neck, my legs and belly totally soaked by my pussy juice and a very thick, throbbing and wet cock inches from my face. Wow, would Dan love to see this I thought. Without too much embarrassment I managed to dress and watched in fascination as Tommy placed his still hard cock back into his pants. We both laughed and started to kiss again. My God, I never experienced such hot, steamy sex like that in years – maybe never at all. Tommy walked me to my car and we stood and kissed some more. I could have turned around and went right back in that truck of his, but I knew I had to get home. Plus, the second time around I was not so sure I would be able to keep Tommy from fucking my brains out. We parted and I drove home in a very satisfying trance. I held my hand to my nose several times just to remember his wonderful sex scent.
I walked in the house and there was Dan waiting. “Well”? He said. “Honey, do I have a story for you. Let’s go upstairs”, I said to him winking and swirling my tongue over my lips. It took us all of thirty seconds to remove our clothing and plop naked into bed. I didn’t even go into the bathroom to freshen up. Dan immediately started feeling me up and examining my body. He asked if we fucked. I told him no, but I do intend to very soon. He noticed how sticky and sweaty I was. He went wild, especially when he saw how swollen my pussy was from Tommy’s intense fingering. I replayed the story to Dan in detail. The only fly in the ointment was that Dan was a bit shocked when I described how I swallowed Tommy’s full load. The shock didn’t last too long though because Dan ended up kissing me deeply, licking my face and sucking my tongue. He went crazy eating my pussy and getting me all wet and open again. I was still very horny thinking about Tommy as Dan slid his skinny cock into me. We fucked for only a few minutes as I played with my clit and we both experienced the most powerful orgasms either of us has had in years. We lay there panting and soaked. Both well satisfied. I was even surprised to see Dan with a semi-hard-on for several minutes after we fucked.
We agreed that Tommy and I could continue to see each other as long as Dan was in the loop. I cannot wait till my next date with Tommy and Dan cannot wait to fuck me right after Tommy has me. The best is yet to cum!
Peace and love,
Sammy

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