“Mmm, you know I am.” I said as I licked my lips.
“More, Sebastian.” She ordered.
I put another finger deep inside her hole, and fucked her with slow movements.
“Sebastian, massage my clit. Do it slow!”
While thrusting three fingers deep inside her wet pussy, I used my thumb in a circular motion over her slippery clit. Within seconds she was convulsing on the lounge chair, screaming out with pleasure.
She didn’t wait to regain her composure; instead, she grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. My cargo shorts were rapidly unbuttoned and fell to the concrete. With one yank, she had removed my boxers and I was left standing before her in my birthday suit. I kicked off my shoes and
climbed down on top of her in the chair. I immediately kissed the inside of her neck, forcing her to hold her head back. “Fuck me, Sebastian.”
I pulled my tongue away from her neck. I reached down and grabbed a rubber out of my pants pocket, while watching her watch me. I positioned myself accordingly and then drove my extremely hard cock deep into her wetness. She cried out with the first thrust, but after the second, her hips worked with mine. I could feel her nails digging deep into my back, and the more she did it, the more I liked it.
After rubbing the oil all over her ass, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I pulled out of her and flipped her over quickly. She tried to speak, but my dick slid back in and I ignored her. I loved watching her ass while I fucked her from behind. My body was positioned straight up, while she was bent over, taking my hard thrusts. I slammed into her shiny ass, each time harder than the first. I was hitting her so hard that my balls were slapping her pussy each time we made
contact. I could tell she liked it, as she cried out for more. I looked down and watched as my wet cock drove in and out of her.
Watching my own dick sliding in and out of her shaved snatch brought me to my climax, and I came hard.
She climbed off the chair just as I was standing up. Her body was perfection as she walked past me and jumped into the pool. When her head rose from the water, she had a huge grin on her face. “Jump in, Sebastian.”
I didn’t even think about it, as I jumped into the pool. I came above water right next to her and she wrapped her arms around me as I tread water. “Thanks for staying, Sebastian.”
“You don’t have to thank me. I enjoyed it.”
“I know you did.” She said as she smiled and went under the water. I watched as she swam to the stairs and
climbed out of the pool. “Let yourself out whenever you’re ready to leave. I will see you on Friday, dear.”
She grabbed her swimsuit and robe and headed back into the house.
I didn’t want to hang around, so I grabbed my clothes and began putting them on as I made my way back to the house. I grabbed my supplies and money and headed out the front door, never looking back for Mrs. Smith.
I had to laugh as I opened the envelope once I was in the car, and saw that she had again given me five one-hundred dollar bills, even before she knew we were going to do anything. Maybe she was just that sure of herself.
I started out of her driveway, heading toward the road. I almost didn’t want to look at Mrs. Jones’ house after what I had just done with Mrs. Smith. Hell, she could probably see me out there with her neighbor. Knowing how freaky the
woman was, she probably watched us and fingered herself to it.
I started shaking my head, laughing off the thought, when someone caught my eye coming out of the Jones’ driveway. It wasn’t the Fed-Ex guy that was delivering the package, it was the blonde that was signing for it. The same blonde that I had fucked the shit out of and couldn’t remember where I knew her from.
Chapter 8
Instead of being smart and driving by, like I hadn’t seen her. I stopped the jeep and jumped out. She waved to the Fed-Ex guy as he drove away and then gave me a big smile as I approached her.
“Bastian. This isn’t your day to clean is it?” She said as she looked at the small package she was holding, ignoring the fact that I was about to kill someone.
“Holy Shit! You knew your mother was a client?”
“Of course I knew. I recognized you immediately. What’s the big deal?”
“Did you fuck me to get back at your mother for something, because I don’t want to be in the middle of something like that?”
“Sebastian, I fucked you because I wanted to fuck you.” She dropped the box in the grass and walked over to me. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but I remained still waiting. She leaned her head in toward my ear. “Wasn’t it good, Bastian? Don’t you want to fuck me again?”
Normally I wouldn’t have thought about it at all, but I was seriously freaked out about all of this now. “You want to fuck me even though I was hired by your mother?”
“She hired you to clean her house. I can fuck who I want, and I want to fuck you.” She said as she rubbed her nose against my neck.
I didn’t know how it was possible, but my dick was already starting to get hard again.
“Don’t you want me, Bastian?”
“Hell yes, I want you.” I said as I wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her tight ass.
Her soft lips pressed into mine. She pulled me back toward her property line, where a big patch of ivy nestled into a private spot in her yard. When she got down on her hands and knees and lifted up her skirt, revealing no panties, I looked around and dropped down behind her.
This wasn’t slow like Mrs. Smith. She wanted me to pound her and I liked giving it to her. After grabbing the last condom out of my wallet, I fucked her right on the front lawn, while looking up at the blue sky. We didn’t have time for romance or kissing. She just wanted to be fucked. I drove into her tightness, licking my lips as I watched it slamming inside of her. I rammed my cock deep inside of her, as far as it would go. Each time was more slippery and felt even better. There were only a few more pounds before I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock, and she immediately collapsed on the grass. She lay there next to me panting for air. I lay beside her with my pants around my ankles. I was still hard, but I wasn’t worried about finishing. I just wanted to feel her ass.
But as I began massaging it, she turned to face me, biting her lip. “I like it there too, Sebastian. I like the way it hurts.” She took her finger and made circles around her asshole. “Do you want some of this?”
“Hell yes!” I said as I moved closer to her. I wanted that shit bad, and she had just given me permission to violate her.
I pulled her into the spooning position and vigorously shoved my hardness into her tight ass. She cried out, but grabbed my ass from behind her and started pulling me into her. I knew it was hurting her, but I thrusted even harder, until finally her asshole relaxed. I reached my hand around to her clit and began pinching it between two fingers as I moved my hand back and forth. Just feeling the ball of her clit between my fingers, as my dick rocked inside of her ass, was fantastic. She cried out “Harder” and began to come as I squeezed her clit one more time. I smacked her on the ass, and then rubbed it away. She moaned as she rubbed the spot where I
had slapped. I reached down to feel the wetness for myself and began to fill the rubber with my second release of the day.
She pulled her body away from me, but only to turn around and face me. She still had on a tank top, but her wet pussy was exposed, and even after all of the sex, I found myself licking my lips. She was swollen, and it turned me on knowing that it was all because of me.
“Mmm, I am glad you found me today, otherwise I wouldn’t have been fucked so good before lunch time.” She stood up and began putting her clothes back to normal. “ I’m sorry I had to leave so quickly the other night. I didn’t want things to get weird.”
I stood and pulled my shorts up, buttoning them. “How did you know I would be at that bar?”
“It wasn’t the first time I had seen you there. Plus, we have a math class together.”
“Are you shitting me? I never saw you in math.”
“That’s because I hardly attend. My mother makes me go. She thinks she can control my life.”
Suddenly, I had to rationalize what I was actually doing. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this again, ya know, on account of your mother and my job.” I was hoping she would read between the lines and see my conflict.
“Bastian, I won’t tell if you don’t. I like the way you fuck me, and I want more.”
“Well I just got out of a long relationship, and I wasn’t looking for anything right now. With school and work, I just don’t have a lot of time.”
“I didn’t ask for your hand in marriage, Bastian. I just like to be fucked. I transferred a few months ago from France and I don’t have many friends. When I saw you at school, I thought you were so sexy. I watched you in class, and then to
my amazement, I saw you in my driveway last week. Then later that night, I saw you at the bar and couldn’t control myself. I had to see what was in those pants.”
“I can’t be seen with you at your house on account of being employed by your mom.”
“My mother is a joke. I could care less what she thinks of me. I am twenty one and I can fuck whoever I please.” She grabbed my face and pressed her lips into mine. I closed my eyes, realizing how much I enjoyed being around her. “Do you want to come in?”
“I really should be leaving. I just got finished at Mrs. Smith’s house, and I don’t know if I am ready to see your mom.”
I really just needed to rest.
“She isn’t home, Bastian. Let’s get a shower and eat something. I won’t bite, unless you want me to.” She said teasingly.
There was something about this girl that I really found intriguing. I enjoyed being around her, even though I didn’t really know her. I hopped in my jeep and we drove to the back of her house.
“Are you okay, Bastian?”
“I’m kind of embarrassed to ask you something.”
She smiled and started to get out of the jeep. “Alex! My name is Alex.”
I gave her a half smile and watched as she headed toward her huge house. “Are you coming?” She asked as she pulled the tank top over her head, revealing no bra. I hadn’t even noticed when I was fucking her in the ass that she
wasn’t wearing a bra. I ran behind her, grabbing her clothes as I followed.
Chapter 9
I spent the rest of the afternoon with Alex. After our shower, we watched television and had a couple beers, like normal people our age did. I thought that it was cool that she had been in France, and found myself asking her a million questions about living there. I’d been so accustomed to just having sex with my clients, that I’d forgotten how nice it was to have a conversation with someone.
It didn’t help that she had come on to me, so any type of friendship besides the sex was just a bonus. Alex was a hot little kitten, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty for having sex with her mother. She didn’t seem to like the woman very much, so me being with her couldn’t have been a good thing.
Since I’d just started working for Mrs. Jones, it would be easy for me to quit, although the money was good and I’d be out a grand a week. Giving up that kind of money for someone that I’d just fucked and barely knew was fucking stupid.
All afternoon, we sat pretty far apart, not cuddled together like two people that had just slept together and taken a shower.
Karrie had been my last girlfriend, and we always just hung out at both of our places. We went out and did things, or hung out at parties with other friends. As the day progressed, I found it rather disturbing that she was so far away from me. I stood up and walked over to where she was sitting on the couch and ran my hand up her leg as I sat down beside her. She looked my way before looking back at the television. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Do what?”
“Be all touchy feely since we slept together. I know what it was and I don’t have any inclinations to make me think it was anything more.”
What the hell? “
Seriously, I’m not an asshole like that.”
She smiled and ran her hand up my arm. “Bastian, I’d like us to be friends. The benefit part would be up to you, of course.”
I leaned my head back against the couch and laughed. “Sounds cool to me.”
Alex leaned in close to my face. I could feel her hot breath against my skin. “Don’t get all creepy on me though. I mean, I like you, but I’m not ever going to ask you for a ring or anything.”
I’d never met anyone like this girl before. I didn’t want to say she was a straight up slut, because that just sounded
bad, but she was something. “Yeah, I think I can be cool about it. So, do we make rules or something?”
She brushed her lips against mine and pulled away. “How about we fuck whenever we want and hang out sometimes too?”
I pulled away and smiled.
This was every man’s dream.
“You sure you aren’t fucking with me? You’re really being serious right now, aren’t you?”