RobbieG
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I belong to a Yahoo group that had a great story that I thought would fit nicely here. So here is "The Flirt" with permission from the author. Enjoy!
The Flirt ~1~
Copyright Deni Wom 2010
Edited by James Friedman
Darla was just adjusting the water temperature for her shower when she had her rip-snorting brainstorm of an idea. She was so delighted by it that she actually started laughing out loud. Her laugh had started as a single giggle, and then had become a soft chuckle, almost an inhaling kind of long snort, but then she had had a real belly laugh as she pictured it all transpiring before her delighted eyes.
Her lover had just gone out the back door before she had gone into the bathroom to cleanse her body of his ardor. She pictured him as she laughed. Her lover was wonderfully potent, and could fill her several times in a single day.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that, Yes, her idea was perfect!
She washed herself carefully, making certain that all external remnants of her lover were gone. But she did not insert her fingers deep into herself to fetch his essences that were now entombed within her, where his beautiful penis came to rest when he was done pounding her, his gooey liquid essence spewing for such a wonderfully long time as she herself came as well; her body wracking in succulent squeezings, her saturated kitty no longer able to contain her lovers copious wetness.
Her idea caused her to freshen even as she dried her nearly perfectly proportioned body.
Darla began to plot where she would go first in order to bring her erotic idea to reality.
She carefully surveyed her wardrobe, picking a top that would easily reveal her breasts, even her perky nipples if she dropped her shoulder while she leaned forward. She found a skirt that would hide her buttocks and kitty unless she bent over or raised her legs. She found a large clip that looked somewhat like a large bobby pin and used it to seal her thin, inner vaginal lips together, thereby trapping the sperm from her lover within her vagina even if she were to walk or dance.
As she walked down the stairs to her car in the summer evening, she could feel the difference in how her bare little kitty felt now that she wore no panties. Her hips felt as if they were very well lubricated, and her body felt as if it were fully aroused. She grinned as she fantasized about what she was about to do.
She drove past her first choice location because there were very few cars in the parking lot. Perhaps she would come back later when more people had arrived.
The second place was rocking! She parked and enjoyed the wonderful sensations under her short skirt as she walked toward the front door. The two men at the door looked at her as she walked to the front of the line. She grinned impishly as she flipped her little dress up, flashing them. Both men knew their job and gestured for her to enter the establishment. At the top of the steps, she turned toward the line of waiting people and again flipped her dress up, showing everyone in line her brazen nakedness under her dress. All eyes stared at her as she stood there for a few seconds, enjoying their shocked expressions. She then pulled her top down a bit to show the men at the door her perfect little titties. They grinned and winked at her. One of them asked for her number, but she pretended not to hear him. She had a few questions she wanted to ask any male she deemed a good candidate for her playfulness that night!
Inside the music was shaking the floor as couples of all descriptions danced to the beat. This was perfect.
She allowed her eyes to adjust a bit then made a quick tour of the tables to see who was there. She found a front row table that seemed under-occupied. She smiled sweetly at the sole male sitting there. He seemed cute and non-threatening. May I join you at this table, please? she asked demurely.
His eyes went directly to her breasts encased perfectly in her little top. He blushed when he looked back up to her eyes and saw her watching his eyes stare at her titties. Unable to stop himself, his eyes fell once again to the little nubbins that were appearing. Unable to speak because his tongue was far too hard to form sounds, he simply nodded.
Darla smiled sweetly at him, sat down facing him, and crossed her legs, displaying her white cleft to him for a brief instant. She scooted her chair around the table enough that she was sitting next to him. She smiled at him again and put her hand on his thigh. She leaned over to bring her mouth close to his ear and asked him if he liked to eat a girls pussy.
Still tongue tied, he nodded vigorously.
Would you like to eat MY pussy? she asked, grinning.
Uhhhhh . . . . Uhhhhh . . . Uhhh. Finally he just nodded again.
Would you eat my pussy until I cum three times honey?
The poor guy was about to pass out from lack of red to his brain.
Darla bit his ear lightly then ran her lounge around his ear lobe. She kissed his ear then said, If you eat me well enough, I will let you fuck my pussy . . . . after I cum three times really hard, OK?
Re-re-re-really? he asked scarcely believing his luck. This girl was such a stone fox!
Darla put her hand directly on his growing crotch. She slowly ran her fingers up and down the swelling tubular growth. Oh yes baby. I want to have a nice cute lover like you that likes to lick my pussy really deeply and then fuck her afterwards, then eat my pussy again after you cum right inside me! Can you do that for me baby?
The poor befuddled young man could only nod as his brain shut down, totally starved of oxygen.
Without further adieu she led him from the table to the women’s restroom and into a stall, sat on the toilet, raised her legs, spread her thighs, removed the bobby pin and watched the young man press his mouth to her excited, sloppily-wet pussy. She could feel her gooey wetness begin to drain as his tongue eagerly swabbed her internally. She reveled in the thought that her lovers sperm was being eaten from within her by a total stranger.
She pressed his mouth tighter to her, holding his head with her hands. She clamped her body, using her Kegel exercises to power dollop after dollop of her lovers cum into her eager young mans devouring mouth.
When she came shortly thereafter, she flooded the poor boys mouth with her gushings.
With such a strong cumming, poor Darla lost all muscular control. Her whimpering moaning sounds of orgasm were clearly audible throughout the restroom. All other noise stopped.
He fetishd and coughed, but then quickly went back to work.
When she could, she opened her eyes to see that her gush had soaked the young mans shirtfront.
Darla smiled as she rose again toward her second orgasm. As she came again, she wondered if any of her lovers sperm was still within her clasping, clenching little cunt.
Her gush was still copious, and her whole body spasmed out of control again.
TBC
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RobbieG
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Here is the 2nd and last part. Enjoy!
The Flirt ~2~
Copyright Deni Wom 2010
Edited by James Friedman
“Take your penis out of your britches and let me play with it while you eat my cunt to my third orgasm,” Darla ordered the young man. She noticed that not only was his shirt soaking wet, the front of his trousers looked like he had peed in them. “Put me on the baby changing table while you eat me!” she chirped, already wanting to cum and gush again. She could hardly wait for the kid to cum in her so she could reapply the large bobby pin looking thing that would make sure his cum didn’t leak out until she got home to her husband.
He sat her on the plastic table and immediately kneeled before her. Darla felt like a queen, able to order men to do her bidding.
Still sensitive from her previous two orgasms, Darla’s libido quickly rose again and this time held the young man’s head to her opening as again she gushed. She powerd so much cums from her opening that the young man was powerd to swallow as fast as he could. It was not enough! Her water came pouring through his nose! Still she held his head to her cunt and pushed again. His nostrils flared as the second time he spurted her water through his nostrils.
Panting but unable to wait, the horny young man immediately stood up and drove his penis into her cleft, bottoming out on his first thrust. In two thrusts he shot his testicular contents into Darla’s quivering cunt.
He came vociferously then collapsed onto the floor, his legs wide, his arms sprawled out, his mouth open, gasping for air.
Darla reached for the oversized bobby pin and clamped her vaginal opening closed. She let her dress fall covering her privates and walked out.
******
“Hi baby!” Darla said as she walked into the Master Bedroom. Her husband was already in bed, and from the relaxy look on his face, had probably already been arelax.
Darla kicked off her shoes. “God I am horny honey! Mind if I just climb right on you?”
Her husband was shocked! His wife never said that sort of thing! “Ah . . . well . . . sure honey,” he stammered.
Darla was already on the bed in her bare feet, straddling his chest. She pushed his head down onto his pillow, removed the clamp from her vaginal lips, and lowered her pussy onto her husband’s mouth. “Eat my cunt baby!” breathlessly she ordered him. “Eat me till I cum!”
Her surprised husband did as she asked.
“Do you like the taste baby?” she asked.
Her husband nodded as his lips and tongue feverishly worked her randiness.
Darla squeezed her Kegel muscles and was rewarded by the sensation of something passing from deep within her. She knew it was one of her lover’s sperm. She giggled as her husband paused briefly, feeling the gooeyness land on his tongue. He mumred something, but she reached back and jacked his stiffness a few times and he resumed his feasting.
“Have I told you that you have a nice cock baby?” she asked. She could feel her husband pause in his oral performance. He shook his head. “Well you do honey. I want you to fuck your wife’s pussy full of cums tonight, all right?”
Darla exploded again on her husband’s mouth. She lost muscular control and slowly fell sideways on the bed.
Her husband climbed onto her and plunged into her. He started slamming his wife’s cunt like a mad man. Darla started cumming again. She came for as long as it took her husband to empty his gonads into her fibrillating pussy.
Her husband held himself tight to her opening while his testicles liberally filled her randiness. His face was incredibly tense as his sperm filled her body.
Darla reached up behind his head and caressed his neck and the back of his hair. “I love you baby!” she cooed. “I want you to fuck me again like that, OK?” She started practicing her Kegels with his penis still inside her.
Within minutes, he was swelling again.
This time he went slower, more tenderly, but just as deep with each stroke. She circled her pubis every time he was deep within her, rubbing her G-spot on his rock-hard shaft.
Kissing him passionately, she reached behind her bum and began to fondle and caress his balls.
Her husband groaned as her feathery fingers brought increasing tension into his sack and anus.
“Oh god baby, I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I like it!” he moaned.
Darla smiled in the dark. “Really baby? Do you want me to be like this more?”
Her husband nodded, getting too close to his next orgasm to talk.
“Well honey, if you want me to, I will. I was at a club tonight and let this stranger guy eat your wife’s pussy till I came three times!”
Her husband suddenly slammed his cock deep into her. “Oh god that’s hot!” he exclaimed.
“Yeah baby, he ate all of my lover’s cum out of my cunt that I had in there!”
“OOOOOOOh FUCK!” her husband screamed. He shot his cum deep inside her.
******
The next morning at breakfast, her husband looked at her timidly. Finally he gathered enough courage to ask. “Is what you said last night while we were . . . . making love . . . . um . . . true?”
Darla looked up at him from her tea. “What stuff honey?” she asked, being very careful not to smirk at him.
“Um . . . you know . . . the lover’s stuff? The guy you had eat you?” He blushed bright red.
“I said that last night?” she asked, her face serious.
Her husband turned crimmister.
“Would you LIKE me to do stuff that?” she asked, still looking very serious.
Her husband was starting to wonder whether he had dreamed it. He looked frustrated, not sure what to say to her, unsure what the real reality was now.
Darla decided to consummate her plan. “Would you like me to take a lover honey?” she asked, her face deadpanning her excitement.
Her husband obviously decided that nothing ventured, nothing gained. “If it meant we would have that kind of sex, yes, I would!”
She watched his face for a few moments. “You sure?” she finally asked.
Her husband swallowed hard. Then he nodded.
Darla grinned at him. “Then come and fuck your wife’s sexy pussy honey! Then I’ll feed your spermies to my lover when he comes over later!”
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