John gave her a ride to his house. He lived in a gorgeous, modern two-storey, tucked away in the woods. As they drove down the lane dappled in early afternoon sunlight, Silvie admired her surroundings.
“This is lovely, John. Have you lived here long?”
“Just two years. When my first book went into its third printing, I finally had enough money to buy this place. I’ve got the house and about thirty acres. I like the isolation, but the house is close enough to town that I can go in whenever I want.”
He pulled his pickup to a stop in front of his house and led her inside. Silvie looked around, smiling at the tasteful décor. “This is lovely. You have really good taste.”
She turned and caught him eyeing her legs, and she secretly smiled. She was very glad that she had decided to wear a sexy red lace bra and matching thong panties beneath her clothes. The thought suddenly occurred to her that her love of sexy lingerie had been inspired by the novels of one Jack Jonson! They always contained at least one scene where the hero gets to enjoy the sight of the heroine dressed in her underwear. Her panties were getting wetter by the minute…
“Thank you,” John smiled. “I like it. Can I get you a drink?”
“Sure, whatever you’re having.”
Silvie followed him into the kitchen, admiring the view of his delectable ass as he walked. Her fingers fairly itched to squeeze those firm butt cheeks…
“Is water with lime okay?” he asked, interrupting her thoughts.
“Sounds great.”
Silvie watched as he dropped ice cubes into two tall glasses. He dug a lime out of the crisper and sliced off a few pieces. As he squeezed the lime over the ice, Silvie felt her nipples beginning to tingle. What would it feel like to have his fingers on her breast? She cleared her throat a little nervously as he poured sparkling water into the glasses and handed one to her.
“Thanks,” she smiled, watching him over the rim of her glass as she took a sip. “So, do you have an office here that you use for your writing?”
“Yeah, it’s upstairs.”
He led her through the living room, past a huge picture window that looked out onto a backyard deck, pool and hot tub.
“Wow, this is really beautiful,” Silvie said sincerely. “It must be great to have your own pool on these hot summer days.”
“Yeah, I do enjoy it. Plus, it’s great with the backyard being so private. I don’t have to worry about nosey neighbors if I want to sunbathe in the nude.”
Silvie nearly moaned at the mental image of him nude, slathered in oil, but she managed to subdue the urge.
She followed him up a flight of stairs to a landing that looked down below. As they walked down a hallway, they passed a massive bedroom, and Silvie peeked inside. There was a king size bed, and the sheets were rumpled. Her belly tightened at the thought of him naked between those sheets.
His office was at the end of the hall, and it had large windows on two sides that allowed in an abundance of light. John flipped on a computer and motioned for her to sit down in the office chair. He leaned over her shoulder and his arm brushed along hers as he reached for the mouse.
“Let me just open up the folder…here we go.”
He glanced down and nearly drooled at the sight of her full breasts and the dark valley in between. Even when he’d been her teacher, he had always fantasized about her lusciously full breasts. He knew she would have beautiful pert nipples, because he had seen the outline of them through her shirt many times. In fact, he could see their outline right now, and from this angle, he could see the edge of her bra. Was that red lace? His imagination went wild.
“What is the title?” Silvie asked, glancing up at him.
John quickly met her eye. He wasn’t sure if she had noticed the direction of his gaze, but he flushed slightly.
“The title? Oh, I’m not sure yet. It will probably be something along the lines of ‘Class Reunion’. The final say will be up to the publisher.”
“That sounds intriguing,” Silvie said with a grin. “What’s the basic plot?”
John’s flush grew even darker, but he managed to meet her stare. “Well, it’s about a teacher who meets his former student at a class reunion. They hit it off and one thing leads to another…you know.”
“Can I read one of the sex scenes?” Silvie inquired, with a laugh.
“Well, I haven’t really finished the first sex scene yet. I’ve kind of run into writer’s block lately.”
“Hmmm, well can I see what you’ve written so far?”
“Only if you promise not to laugh,” he said, grinning down at her.
“You have my word, I won’t laugh.”
Laughter was the furthest thing from Silvie’s mind at that moment. She was more concerned about not soaking through her skirt. She held her breath as John leaned over her once more and clicked open a file. He scrolled down a few pages and clicked the curser to show her where the sex scene started.
“There you go. This is the first time the main characters are about to get laid. Tell me what you think.”
John pulled up another chair and sat slightly behind and to her left as Silvie began to read. At first, it was difficult for her to concentrate with him watching her. She could almost feel his eyes on her like a caress, and her skin began to heat. However, after a few minutes, she became totally engrossed in what she was reading.
He truly was a talented writer, and the characters he had created seemed to come to life. Silvie was unaware of it, but as she read, she became increasingly aroused. Her lips parted slightly, her nipples hardened into tight buds that were clearly visible under her shirt, and she squirmed unconsciously on her seat. John couldn’t help but smile as he watched her reactions. Damn she was sexy!
He watched her hand manipulate the mouse, and his mouth went dry. She seemed to caress it, her finger rolling smoothly over the ball. He squirmed in his own chair as he thought about her dainty little hand rolling smoothly over his balls…
“This is wonderful, John. But what an odd place to stop writing,” she mused thoughtfully, finally turning to face him. “You were right to the best part, when he’s about to take her, and you just stopped. Why?”
John cleared his throat and looked up at her a bit sheepishly from beneath his brows. “Well, I’m having a hard time trying to figure out the positioning.”
Silvie frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I can’t decide what position she wants him to fuck her in. What do you think would be best?”
Silvie’s pulse was suddenly hammering, and she felt an overwhelming tightening in the pit of her belly. She swiveled her chair around to face him, and her legs brushed against his. It seemed thirty degrees hotter in the room.
“I guess that depends on how big his cock is,” she whispered in a sultry voice. Her eyes dropped suggestively to his lap, and she could see the large outline of his very hard erection.
“I’d say it’s bigger than average,” John said softly. “Since her pussy’s so tight, she’s likely going to have a hard time taking him all in.”
“Hmmm,” Silvie said thoughtfully. “Then it’s probably best for her to be on top, so she can control the penetration and give herself time to stretch.”
Silvie stood up and straddled his hips, lowering herself onto his lap. Her skirt was too short and too tight for this position, and it rode up high on her hips, revealing her lacy red thong panties.
“You know, something like this,” she murmured.
Silvie could feel his rock hard cock bulging beneath her, and she gave him a seductive smile as she opened her thighs wide, giving him a better view. John grasped her hips, taking the opportunity to enjoy the sight of her damp crotch. There was a growing patch of moisture showing on her panties, and he could smell her musky scent.
“Do you think he should completely undress her first, or just make love to her with her clothes on?”
As he asked the question, John was sliding her t-shirt up over her breasts. He whisked it over her head, leaving her upper body in just a lacy red bra. Her nipples were clearly visible, and the way they peeked through the gauzy lace made him painfully hard. It took only a flick of his hand to release the clip in her hair, and it tumbled in golden waves down around her shoulders.
Silvie was finding it hard to talk, but she managed in a breathy whisper as his hands cupped her breasts and began squeezing her nipples. “I think after not seeing each other for several years, they would be too impatient to completely undress. I think she would just be desperate to have him inside her. She’s probably been dreaming about him for years.”
“I’m sure he’s had his fair share of fantasies about her too. It probably drove him wild when she was his student, and he couldn’t have her.”
John pulled her nipple into his mouth and began to suckle it hard, through her bra. He grazed his teeth over the tip, and she moaned. Her head fell backward in surrender, and she arched to press her breast more fully into his lovely hot mouth.
“And would she be visibly wet for him, do you think?” John asked, still feasting on her tit.
“Umm, yes definitely. Her panties would be soaked through.” Silvie’s reply came out as a guttural groan.
John’s hand cruised down to her pussy, and he explored her swollen folds as he switched to her other breast. She was so wet that they could both hear the slurping sound of his fingers caressing her. John grasped the crotch of her flimsy panties and pulled it aside, slipping one finger deep inside her.
Good lord, she was tight and wet! John almost shot his load right then, feeling the muscles of her pussy clamp down onto his finger. He released her nipple and watched her face as he stroked her hot little pussy. His thumb raked across her clit, and he slipped another finger in beside the first. Silvie moaned and rocked her hips against his hand, her eyes closed in concentration.
“How can he be sure that this is really what she wants?” John asked her.
Silvie’s eyes fluttered open to lock with his, and she smiled. “She would show him, of course. Like this.”
In one graceful move, she rose from his lap and knelt between his legs. Meeting his eye, she unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to reveal his beautiful, hard cock. Her eyes widened when she saw the size of him. He was at least ten inches long and broader around than her wrist. Her pussy twitched in anticipation of being stretched to accommodate him.
Silvie licked the underside of his cock, seeing John shiver. Her tongue explored every vein and crevice, tasting the drops of pre-cum that leaked out of the tip. She took him into her mouth and gradually worked him down her throat. He tasted divine, a mixture of salty and sweet, and she moaned with delight. It was heaven hearing his groans and sighs after all the years when she had dreamed about this, and she worshipped his penis as he leaned further back in his chair.
John held on as long as he could, loving the feeling of her velvet mouth on his cock. He couldn’t resist stroking his fingers through her silky hair. She used her tongue to tease him, and her hair brushed against his groin with each downward stroke. She looked so beautiful. She was giving him the most mind-numbing blowjob he had ever had, and he could feel sweat beginning to run down between his shoulder blades as he tried to delay cumming. When he couldn’t wait any longer, he groaned out a warning.
“Silvie, I’m about to cum,” he managed through gritted teeth.
Silvie could feel the tension mounting in his penis, and she sucked all the harder. Suddenly, ropes of hot gooey cum were shooting down her throat, and she had to struggle to swallow fast enough. Even as his tremors began to subside, she could feel hers growing, as a massive orgasm began to roll through her. She slipped her mouth off his cock and laid her cheek beside it in his lap as she groaned with pleasure, waves of pleasure wracking her slender body.
John lifted her and carried her to a nearby couch. He laid her down and shed his underwear and jeans and tossed them on a nearby chair. Silvie sucked in a breath as she caught her first glimpse of his perfect, naked, mouthwatering ass. It definitely surpassed her expectations. His shirt and shoes quickly followed, and when he turned back to her, he was naked.
John knelt on the floor between her thighs. He grinned down at her and caressed the insides of her thighs as he eased them open. Her panties were soaked through, and he could see her juices beginning to run down her legs.
“You know that after she had given him such a thorough blowjob, he would have to express his gratitude by returning the favor.” As he spoke, John slipped her panties off and held them to his nose, inhaling deeply of her scent. “He’s always known his hot little student would smell and taste delicious.”
Silvie could only manage a strangled moan as she allowed him to pull her hips to the edge of the couch. John looped her knees over his shoulders and began to make love to her pussy. He used his lips, tongue and teeth to tantalize her, as he tasted every intimate fold. His fingers came into play, parting her wet lips so he could penetrate her with his hot tongue.
Silvie was on the verge of insanity, moaning and writhing as she threaded her fingers into his hair. Of all the times when she had masturbated while thinking of him, none of her experiences had even come close to this. John seemed to know her body better than she did, and he alternated between tormenting and soothing her tender flesh. He kept her always on the edge, but he wouldn’t let her reach orgasm as he pressed her relentlessly higher.
John was having a hard time controlling himself as he feasted on her gorgeous pussy. He had never dreamed he would have a chance to enjoy Silvie’s beautiful young body. Maybe it was because she had inspired all his fantasies for years, but he couldn’t get enough of her.
“Please…please let me cum,” she moaned, writhing helplessly before him.
John sensed that she couldn’t stand any more, and he suckled sharply on her clit while plunging two fingers deep inside her to find her sensitive pleasure point. Silvie’s orgasm was so strong, she nearly crushed his head between her thighs, but John didn’t mind, as he greedily lapped up her gushing fluid. She tasted even better than he had imagined.
Her thighs finally relaxed, and John sat back on his heels to enjoy the view. Silvie was sprawled in front of him with her lax legs draped over his shoulders, her pussy widely splayed, and her gorgeous heaving breasts encased in red, see-through lace. He grinned, thinking he must be in heaven.
Silvie’s eyes fluttered open again and she returned his grin. She sat up on her elbows and peered down at his cock. It was standing proudly erect, and her mouth watered at the sight.
“We still haven’t solved your writer’s block,” she pointed out with a naughty smile. “We really should explore the different positions that your characters could use to fit his massive cock into her tiny little pussy.”
John hooked his hands under her armpits and slid her off the couch, settling her astride his hips on the floor. His hands slid down to cup her bottom, and he kneaded the ripe globes as he nibbled on her breasts.
“I liked that suggestion you had earlier, where the student is on the teacher’s lap. Should I have them try it?”
Instead of answering with words, Silvie reached down between her thighs and guided his erection to her entrance. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she sank down, slowly impaling herself onto his rigid cock. The feeling was unbelievable! Her pussy had never felt so full, and she moaned her approval before beginning to move on him.
John gripped her waist as she rode him with slow, undulating movements. Silvie didn’t simply rise and fall on his cock. Instead, she used her hips and thighs to move her so that her pussy caressed his entire length. With each downward plunge, she took him so deep that he could feel the head of his penis probing her womb. He reached behind her to unfasten her bra, and it sprang free, releasing her gorgeous breasts.
He filled his hands with the luscious mounds, enjoying the weight of them as he squeezed her nipples. Her pussy contracted around him, and she arched her back, riding him faster. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, and she moaned with delight.
They couldn’t get enough of each other, stroking and panting as their bodies strained to get even closer. Silvie had only had sex with two other men, but neither of them had stimulated her to this kind of passion. John had enjoyed more than his fair share of women, but he couldn’t remember ever enjoying sex like this.
Their tension grew until they were both mindless with need. Finally, John squeezed hard on Silvie’s tender nipples as he thrust deep inside her. She screamed, and the walls of her pussy clamped down hard on his cock as another orgasm possessed her. John was just a heartbeat behind her, and he fired his semen deep into her pussy, enjoying the way her body milked every drop out of him.
They collapsed to the floor in a sweaty heap, and John held Silvie against his side as they both struggled to slow their breathing down. Neither of them had felt this satisfied before, and they lay for a long time, just enjoying the sensations as their bodies cooled.
Finally, Silvie rose up on one elbow and grinned down at John. Her eyes were twinkling as they met his.
“So, is that all there is to your story? The teacher and his former student happen to meet, they have fantastic, incredible sex, and that’s the end?”
John gave her a heart-stopping smile as he lifted her to lie on top of him. “No way. That’s the introduction chapter, angel. We still have to figure out the rest of their story.”
Silvie wriggled on top of him, bending to give him a passionate kiss. She released his lips and gave him a sexy smile. “I think in the next chapter, they should have sex in the pool.”
“Anything you say, angel. You’re definitely my muse.”
My first experience in the escort business came about a couple of weeks ago.
The man lead me to the back of the shop where he started to kiss me against the fridge doors.
Let me see your tits he said and promptly slipped the straps over my shoulders.
Not that I had noticed of course, as I was too wrapped up with the feeling of him to be aware of anything else. In a swift, firm motion, he grabbed me tightly by the waist, his fingers caressing my supple body. Without any effort he lifted me back towards him and onto his hard cock, its length running between my legs and the tip resting against my clit.
