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Added: Jun 21, 2009
Owner: heknowsitshis
Total Stories: 1

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Do Not Let Go (Report It)

You want me. I know this. No need to be shy about it. I saw you watching me all night from across the room at the charity ball. I think my shoes are what caught your eye, but you checked me out pretty thoroughly. You were discreet, though; I appreciate that. After all, I have a reputation to maintain, and if anyone ever knew what I was up to when I was off the clock… Boy would they be in for a surprise. Even a goody-two-shoes like me needs to relax sometimes, right?

And relaxation is what brings us to the present moment. You can come inside, really you can. I wouldn’t have invited you back to my place if I didn’t want you to come inside… the house. Well, maybe I have a few other places for you to cum also, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Come in and give me your jacket. Sit; take off your shoes while I get you something to drink – nothing alcoholic though. You’re already tipsy and I need your head clear for this next part. Hold on to the arms of the chair and don’t let go. You got that? If you let go, I will stop. Are we clear? Good. Now let’s begin.

Watch me carefully as I kneel in front of you and undo your belt and open your pants. Lift your hips so I can slide them down out of the way. Silk boxers – nice touch. I can’t help but notice how very hard you are right now. I run my nails over the bulge and smile as you squirm. Teasing is nice, but I want to taste.

I slide your boxers down to mid-thigh. Your dick amazes me when I first see it. It’s hard, throbbing, and the tip glistens with moisture. Without touching anything else, I lick up the precum, I lift your dick with my tongue and let it slip into my warm mouth. You grip the arms of the chair more firmly now. I hold your shaft in my left hand and lick its length from sac to tip, and back again. I spend some time playing with your nuts, sliding one into my mouth, then the other, then both of them together. I lick a trail back up to the head.

Your dick is hot against my lips. I lower my head onto it, pushing you toward the back of my throat. I suck, swallow, and then slide up to the tip again. I do this twice – you groan both times. I massage the tip with my tongue, and suck hard. I grip your dick firmly in my right hand. It’s slick with my saliva, so I pump several times before I let it out of my mouth with a “pop”. I stroke your dick for while, alternating my hand and my mouth. Your eyes are rolling back in your head and you’re squeezing the arms of the chair so hard your fingertips are turning white. I run my hands over yours to relax your grip. Once you’ve eased up on my furniture, I feel I can continue.

I keep my hands on yours and raise myself onto my feet so I have better leverage.
Slowly, carefully, I push your thick head back into my mouth. Gradually, I swallow all of you. My eyes water with the effort, but I am rewarded with the sound of you losing control. Your moans inspire me and I ease off so I can suck and stroke freely. You move your hips toward me, and I decide to be kind and allow you this freedom.

While you thrust into my mouth, I run my fingernails up and down your arms and across your chest. I open the buttons of your shirt so I can feel the skin under my fingertips. And then, as suddenly as I started, I stop – everything. I rise to my feet and step away from you. You frown and start to protest, but I silence you with a finger to my lips.

As you watch, I unzip my dress and step out of it. It’s a $300 dress – too good to get stained, I explain. I don’t give a fuck about the underwear though, so I return to you wearing a white bra, garter belt, stockings, and those 4-inch heels that got your attention in the first place. No panties – I did away with those when I knew I was taking you home. You’ll find them on the seat of your car when you leave. What you do with them is your business. And right now, your dick is my business.

I straddle your thighs and let your dick feel the warmth from my wet pussy. It responds by stiffening even more. I raise your hands to my breasts, giving you permission to touch me, as I lower myself onto your dick. It slides into my pussy easily – now I’m the one moaning. You remove my bra and play with each nipple while I ride you. You suck, I squeeze my pussy tighter. Your hard dick feels so good inside me, and I want more. I brace myself on your chest and raise my hips higher. You place your hands on my ass and hold me while you fuck me.

I tremble with every stroke and finally can’t hold back anymore. When I cum, it’s loud and wet. You slip your dick out of me and shoot your cum onto my stomach and thigh. I collapse onto you, unable to move. You sip the soda I had brought you before and offer me small sips as I recover.

Eventually, I manage to stand. It’s my plan to head to the bathroom, but you stand instead and sit me in the chair. I’m too tired to argue, so I let you find the bathroom and return with a warm washcloth. You clean us both off. Then you kneel in front of me and place my hands on the arms of the chair. You grin at me. It looks like turnabout is fair play tonight.

“Now,” you whisper, speaking for the first time since you got here. “You can make all the noise you want, but… Do. Not. Let. Go.”

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