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Sex and The
Stranger
It was one of her
favourite pastimes; as she was single she had the time and opportunity to
revel in as much sex orientated media as she liked, masturbating herself
with her own warm fingers or with anything else that happened to take her
fancy. Gena enjoyed being single; she enjoyed the lonesome sexual longing
which she could satiate anyway she pleased with no man around, but she
also enjoyed sex with someone else. The feeling of having a rod-hard dick
shoved into her, fingers rubbing her clitoris and rough palms grazing
lightly at her nipples; someone heavier than her pinning her to whichever
surface they were doing it on, fucking her however he wanted. And then
there was same sex fucking. That could be fun. Woman rubbing against
woman, trying frenziedly to create friction to bring on an orgasm, could
be exhilarating and abandoned, touching each other's breast, between each
other's legs, amongst the hairy mound, between the folds of the lips to
the sensitive little bud. That is why Gena placed her
advert... She woke up that
morning overtly excited and it took a moment or two for her to realise
why. Today was the day that she would meet with the first applicant to her
advert. She went about her morning in the usual fashion, putting the
dishwasher and the washing machine on before getting washed and dressed,
make up, coffee and a quick read of the latest gossip magazine. She did
not indulge in any masturbation this morning, but this made her all the
more sensitive and light headed, her cunt salivating at the thought of
what was to, literally, come. Gena
looked at the clock on the mantelpiece and unlocked her front door.
Walking up the stairs to her bedroom she noticed that her sex was becoming
hot, slippery and swollen, her lips rubbing together as she took each
step. She stopped halfway up to control herself; she so wanted to press
her palm against her labia and rock her pelvis, slow and deep, but the
longer she held back, the more intense her orgasm would be
later. Gena
carried on to the top and turned the corner into the bathroom, noticing
her flushed cheeks in the full length mirror on the wall. She loved the
way she looked when sexually excited; the pink glow and the heat she could
feel emanating from the whole of her body as the blood pumped around her
sexual organs and her pussy juices started to flow, turned her on even
more. Gently,
she untied her hair and let the red glossy locks fall around her shoulders
and down her back, raking her fingers through it to define the curls.
Still staring into the mirror, Gena, with the lightest of finger tips,
unbuttoned the sheer pink blouse that she was wearing and unclipped the
strapless bra from behind. The bra fell to the floor as Gena re-buttoned
her blouse. Her rosy nipples stood hard against the delicate fabric, their
colour and shape prominent through the thin material. As she sighed long
and deep, her breasts rose and seemed to swell under her salivating gaze.
With tits this good, Gena couldn't help but find herself sexually
arousing. She moved her hands up her pelvis, over her soft belly to her
nipples, rubbing them in large, circular movements through her blouse. The
feeling was amazing, the light touch and the motion, tickling and teasing
the buds. She moved her hands down her body again and unzipped her skirt,
letting it fall to the floor and flinging it with her stiletto toe into
the corner of the bathroom. Standing there with her naked breast
protruding through the see-through blouse, her pussy encased in black lace
panties, black stockings and heels, she certainly looked the
part. Gena
made her way to her bedroom to complete the one chore that she had not
done that morning, to make the bed, glancing at the time on the bedside
clock. Excitedly, she realised it was nearly time for the first
appointment. Gena bent across
her mattress to tuck in the last corner of the undersheet, her legs spread
for balance as she was still wearing her stiletto heels, arse upturned in
the air, when she heard movement behind her. She froze, pussy lips eating
her thong as her cunt strained against her panties, arse shoved to the
ceiling. The movement grew closer until she felt a big rough palm firmly
planted on her crotch, her whole pussy covered by this man’s one hand. She
felt a finger slither its way to her clit, sliding through her juices
until it was stroking and flicking her bud. Gena flushed hot, her
breathing quickened and she began slowly rocking her pelvis in time with
his finger rubs, trying to create the friction her body so desperately
wanted. This stranger did not want Gena to cum too quickly though. He
pulled his hand out from her panties and slapped her bare butt cheek,
leaving her own pussy juices in a cold, wet streak on her
skin. Gena
could feel her knees start to tremble with desire when her visitor pushed
her roughly from behind so she fell face first onto her bed. He stood
between her legs so she could not close them and she could hear trouser
flies being unzipped, clothing falling to the floor and then her panties
were quickly slid down her thighs and off her legs. Now her cunt was
strained apart, her clitoris and her vagina opening on show for the
visitor in all its glory. He bent down and licked her slowly from her clit
right to her hole, where he let his tongue flick in and
out. Desperate not to show how much she
was enjoying this intrusion, Gena kept silent for fear of interrupting
this man and his examination of her most intimate body parts. The visitor
had not said a word; apart from the grunts and his heavy breathing, Gena
was being molested in complete silence. He
climbed onto the bed beside her, rolling her onto her back and pulling her
by the legs so they straddled him, her pussy winking at him, inviting him
to come in. Gena took her first look at this man, drinking in his short
dark hair, strong nose and cheek bones and thin mouth. Staring back, he
grabbed her tits through the blouse she was still wearing, kneading them,
gently pulling her nipples, sucking them through the material. Then he unbuttoned the front,
leaving Gena still wearing it, while he caressed them more
gently. Gena
felt for his dick and found it was rock hard, not too long and very thick,
exactly how she preferred her penises. She could feel the blood pulsing
through it and it made her nipples harden even more. She grabbed it with
both hands and squeezed gently, rubbing up and down his shaft until he
groaned her name and she could feel the wet cum seeping out the
head. The
visitor started caressing the inside of her thigh, tickling the outside of
her pussy, running his finger up and down the seam of her lips. Gena was
steaming, aching all over for more touches and licks when she suddenly
felt her whole cunt filled up by his dick. The unexpected penetration sent
fireworks off in her head and then he began to move inside her, deep
thrusts, only pulling out just enough to give him more thrusting power.
Gena pulled her hips up so he could push even deeper inside her and her
clit would rub against his pubic hair. He thrust harder
and harder, building up Gena’s orgasm so that when she came, she was
ramming her pelvis up hard against his, banging and banging, bouncing off
his body with the intensity. He shoved his dick into her again and again,
as far as it would go, his end exploding a fountain of cum up into her
womb. They
both collapsed, shuddering with spent energy on the rumpled sheets, chests
heaving with exertion. Gena renewed her advert for sex with a stranger every couple of months as a treat to herself, indulging in the pleasures both men and women can give. The anonymity making the experience all the more exciting. |