I want to lick you, from your wet pussy all the way to your ass.
Oh, yes! Tell me more.
I want to stick my tongue deep into your pussy while you come in my mouth.
You will, Sebastian…Goodnight!
She stopped texting me after that, and, as disappointed as I was that our phone tryst had ended, I felt fully satisfied. The truth was, I would have fucked this woman regardless of if I ever got paid again. She was a terrific piece of ass.
I didn’t hear from Mrs. Smith for the rest of the weekend, but I thought of her almost every second. I have, never in my life, been more excited to go to work on a Monday.
I don’t think
anyone
had been more excited about going to work on a Monday morning. The weekend was a blur after my text-capade with Mrs. Smith. Her naked body was cemented in my mind. Unlike any other time that I was scheduled to work at her house, I spent extra time getting myself ready. I made sure my face and pubic region were neatly groomed. I used about a half bottle of mouthwash, and even did the test where you breathe into your own hand. After changing my clothes twice, I decided I needed to leave or else I would be late.
The drive to her house seemed extra long. I knew it was from my anticipation to see her, but I just couldn’t wait.
For the past two days, I had masturbated to thoughts of her naked body, her large breasts, and her tight pussy.
As I pulled up in the driveway of her exclusive private community, anxiety rushed through me. Maybe she felt embarrassed by what we had done; perhaps fucking me was something she wanted to put in the past. I decided I could not wait any longer, so I rang the doorbell once and proceeded to open the front door.
To my excitement, Mrs. Smith stood there in a robe, which was tied closed. “Sebastian! I’ve been expecting you.” She opened the door wider to allow me to walk into the house. Once inside, I had no idea what to expect. Did I take off my clothes, take off her clothes, or start cleaning something?
I could feel my face getting red, and I wasn’t really sure why. I had seen every part of this woman, licked every part of this woman, there was nothing to be embarrassed of.
With my supplies still in my hand, I turned to face her. “Good morning, Mrs. Smith. How are you today?” I asked.
“I am well, thank you for asking. Why don’t you get started upstairs, darling. I have some things to attend to this morning in my office.”
I didn’t want to argue, but I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointment as I started walking up the stairs. I don’t know what I expected. It wasn’t like we could have sex every time I was here. She did hire me to clean her house twice a week, and since I needed the job to pay my tuition, I couldn’t fuck it up.
I started in the bathroom, as always, and I couldn’t help but reminisce on what had went down in this same room just days ago. When I got to the Jacuzzi tub, I found myself getting distracted. I kept replaying Mrs. Smith’s naked, wet body, sitting on the edge, begging me to eat her pussy. I could almost taste her sweet honey as I sat there thinking about it. I
found myself licking my lips, and imagining licking her swollen clit. I had to have that woman again. I craved that woman, her plump ass, and her tight pussy.
I tried so hard to focus on the task at hand, but found it even harder when I reached the shower area. I imagined how I rammed her so hard in her tight, juicy hole from behind, while I played with her large wet nipples. Her perfect tits were banging back and forth against her skin, causing a slapping sound that made me come even faster than I anticipated.
I snapped out of my daydream when I heard the doorbell ring, followed by female voices speaking. Realizing that I was way behind my normal schedule, I began working expeditiously. After some time, I had finished the upstairs, including all four bathrooms. I made my way downstairs and was met in the kitchen by Mrs. Smith and another gorgeous woman, leaning on the countertop, facing one another. I thought Mrs. Smith looked good for her age, but this new woman was exquisite. Her hair was blonde, but had highlights
on the top that faded to darker underneath. Long waves reached all the way down nearly to her ass, which I couldn’t help but notice, was perfectly shaped.
When they heard me coming in, they both turned to address me. I saw the other woman looking me over, and felt a rush of embarrassment, wondering if Mrs. Smith had told her about our sexual encounters last week. She was looking at me, biting her bottom lip, and I could tell that she liked what she saw.
“Sebastian, I would like you to meet Mrs. Jones from two doors down.” Mrs. Smith said as I got closer to the two ladies.
I sat down my bucket of supplies and reached my hand out to shake hers. The first thing I noticed was the giant rock on her left hand, and, secondly, that her hands were smooth, like my dick. I couldn’t help it. As I stood there, so close to this woman, I could tell that she’d had work done on her face. She
didn’t have a single wrinkle. Her puffy lips glistened with clear lip-gloss and as she opened them, I couldn’t help but feel like it was the sexiest thing I had seen all day.
“Hello, Sebastian. I have heard great things about you. I hear that you do amazing work.”
Her voice was raspy and very erotic. I wanted to hear her saying dirty things to me.
She wore a silk, sleeveless blouse, with no bra. Her hard nipples protruded from it, like they were saying hello. Her skirt was so short that if she bent over without underwear, I knew I be able to see her pretty pussy.
Now, I was the one licking my lips.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I realized I was steadily taking her in, while continuing to shake her hand. I pulled my hand from hers after feeling like an idiot, but she smiled anyway.
“So, I was invited over here to take a look at your work. I have this Mexican lady right now, and although she’s efficient, I can’t understand a thing she is saying. I would rather have someone that I can talk to, in case I need extra things done. Are you looking to add new clients, Sebastian?”
I never loved my name so much in my life. It rolled off her tongue, and I bet if she were naked and talking to me about toilets, I would be rock hard.
I cleared my throat. “The more work I can get, the better. College isn’t cheap nowadays.”
“Why don’t we go upstairs and look at how good of a job Sebastian has done, while he gets started down here?” Mrs. Smith suggested.
I watched her motion to Mrs. Jones to head out of the kitchen, but, as Mrs. Smith walked past me, she ran her hand across my dick, through my pants. I felt a wave of sensations
through my cock. I wished that Mrs. Jones wasn’t there, because I would have ripped off that robe and fucked her on the countertop.
As I continued working on the downstairs, I could hear the women talking, and sometimes even laughing. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were talking about me. Maybe she had told her neighbor how I ate her pussy.
Once I got the kitchen finished and the small hall bath, I started to dust the office. It was hard to concentrate on the desk, since it was the first place that I saw Mrs. Smith naked. It was the first place I tasted her sweet pussy, the same pussy I was craving. My mouth watered like she was a piece of candy that I had waited all day for. I bent over to reach for the small trashcan and felt a pair of hands on my ass.
As I turned, I saw Mrs. Smith holding her finger up to her lips. Her hands were on my chest, running across my nipples. When her lips touched mine, I reciprocated. Her
tongue was warm, and had a hint of red wine. She whispered in my ear. “I want to suck your dick, Sebastian.” Then she licked my ear, and then my cheek, before stopping with another kiss on my lips.
I could feel her hands unzipping my fly, as she continued stroking my tongue with hers. “Where is your friend?”
“Mmm, she is upstairs.” She said as she got down on her knees. She wasn’t gentle as she pulled my hard cock out of my pants, with her cold hand. Using her other hand, she pushed me back against the desk, and then, without warning, she took me into her mouth. There wasn’t anything slow about this. Her head moved fast as she sucked me. She was sucking so hard that it made a loud sound as she stroked me with her mouth. I ran my hand through her hair, and felt the need to guide her head to go harder. She gagged a few times, but never backed down.
I felt her other hand grasping my balls, and she massaged them while she ran her finger against my taint. The closer I got to exploding, the harder she pushed on my taint. She must have known I was almost ready to come, because she withdrew her mouth and licked the tip of it quickly. She moved her head beneath my dick and sucked both of my balls into her mouth. Her hand began stroking my hard cock. I couldn’t see her face, but just knowing that she had my balls in her mouth turned me on beyond anything natural.
I could feel her mouth releasing my balls, and her tongue dragging against the back of my hard shaft. I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up to my face, licking across her lips, before taking her tongue into my mouth for a deep kiss. I pulled away, but only to open up her robe and get my hands on those nipples. She gasped for air as I pulled the lace of her bra down to reveal those pink nipples. I took one in my mouth, like I was going to nurse her. I sucked so hard, as I felt them hardening even more against my tongue. I took the
other one in my hand and squeezed it between my fingertips. Mrs. Smith let out a soft moan. “Ohh, Sebastian, I want your tongue against my pussy.”
I immediately squatted and ripped her panties from her body. I noticed how smooth her legs felt, and knew that her pussy would feel the same against my face. Once her panties were off and around her ankles, I stared at her hot cunt. Her lips were already dripping wet, and the smell was tantalizing. I wanted to savor every inch of her, so I licked one lip and then the other, getting a hint of her sweet wetness every time my tongue stroked her. After teasing her with my tongue a few more times, I drove it deep inside her slit, taking in her hot juices. I could feel her wetness dripping down my chin, and it turned me on even more as I began lapping her wet pussy. My nose brushed against her clit, and I knew she liked it, as she began moving herself into my mouth, further.
After I tongue fucked her for at least two minutes, I pulled away, savoring the way her clit had welled during my
feasting on it. It was protruding, almost silently begging me to touch it. I blew on it, and watched as her body tightened to the sensation of the air.
“Mmm, your pussy is so sweet.” I said, as I drove two fingers deep inside her dripping hole. She reciprocated by grabbing my hand and shoving my fingers at her own pace. I watched as she took one of her tremendous tits and licked the nipple herself.
“Suck on my clit, Sebastian. Please, suck on my clit. I want to feel your tongue on my pussy. Please.”
I licked my lips, tasting her juices that still lingered on them. I stuck out my tongue, and made sure she was watching me, as I stroked her hard clit once before pulling away.
She licked her lips, and her eyes seemed heavy. “Again, Sebastian. Do it, again.” She moaned.
Once again, I took my tongue and made it hard, before stroking her clit. I couldn’t help but repeat the process, again. As I retracted my tongue, I could see her wetness still attached to me. My rock hard cock was screaming for me to finish this woman off, so that I could finish off myself. I put my full mouth over her clit and sucked it hard, while I drove two fingers deep into her wet pussy again and again. Her body rocked and tightened around my fingers as she came against my wet face.
When her body relaxed, I ran my tongue against her wet pussy again, which, in turn, sent shivers over Mrs. Smith. I wiped my face on my way up to her mouth. As I kissed her hard on the lips, I grabbed her firm ass and bent her over the desk. I slid the robe up, so I could watch her ass while I rammed her. When my hard cock slid into her tight pussy, I thrusted it in deep, and then pulled it all the way out. I smacked her ass with my wet cock, and slid it between her crack, before running it over the slits to her pussy.
She cried out in pleasure. “Oh God, yes. Fuck me, Sebastian,” she said. She climbed on top the desk, on all fours, giving me enough room to climb behind her on my knees. Once I was on top of the desk, I drove into her tight pussy, stroking as hard as my body allowed. Every smack was harder and louder.
I felt my explosion erupting and filling her, and I collapsed over her back.
We both were caught off guard when we heard someone clapping at the door.
Chapter 4
“Bravo! He is even better than you described.” Mrs. Jones announced, as she walked into the room.
“Holy Shit! How long were you there?” I asked while trying to grab my clothes.
I looked over and noticed Mrs. Smith pulling a cigarette out of the desk drawer. Her naked body remained sitting on the desk, leaving her swollen pussy revealed for Mrs. Jones to see.
“Don’t worry, I’ve seen all I need to see here. Are Tuesday’s good for you?” She asked.