Laura and Shane

When Laura first laid eyes on Shane, she wanted him immediately. He was tall and lanky with a shock of wheat colored hair and just enough growth of beard to proclaim MAN in capital letters. She also liked the way he fit into his jeans.

My God, she thought, I have to have him!

Laura was 38 years old and married to a very successful businessman who was a good daddy to their teen-aged twins, though a lousy husband. He had cheated on her many times. When she found out about the first one, she left him only to return in response to his pleading and because he WAS a good daddy. He even did his best to please her for awhile, but he couldn’t remain faithful. It wasn’t in his nature. So she had learned to dabble outside the marriage too, when she met someone she couldn’t resist. Like now.

Shane was 22 years old, the age of a college boy, but he wasn’t that type. He was rough-hewn. She kind of liked a rough guy who would bounce her tits around and even smack her on the ass sometimes, provided he was gentle when he put it in her and would pace himself so she could cum. She had no idea whether Shane was that good or not, but she wanted to find out.

She slid out of her Mercedes, showing a smooth expanse of thigh, and walked over to the fellow who was standing at the bus stop in front of the dealership where she had just had her car serviced. She lifted a curving lock of dark hair away from her pretty face and asked him if he would like a ride. He stared at her, then said “sure” and followed her to her car. It was just that easy and totally uncomplicated.

Shane was no conversationalist but that didn’t bother Laura. She didn’t want to talk. She didn’t want to get to know him. She wanted to screw. Now, in a motel room, they were about to get down to it. She hadn’t propositioned him but he had sized her up perfectly and laid it on the line two minutes after getting into her car. He seemed to know instinctively what she wanted, and he wanted the same thing, making it very easy for her and almost guilt-free.

Excitement coursed through Laura’s veins as the strange man took her into his arms. His masculine aura enveloped her as he pulled her tightly against him, compressing her breasts and making her nipples tingle. His firm lips pressed her soft ones, and she immediately opened to him. His tongue was there, aggressively and confidently entering her mouth and stirring her desire. His hands were on her ass, too. There was nothing subtle about the guy, but that was good. Laura wanted him to be like that…but not too rough. She would push him away if she had to, or at least slow him down.

But right now she didn’t mind that he was lifting her wide summery skirt and taking her naked asscheeks in his hands, squeezing and rubbing them around. She had only a string between them, and that skimpy thong was all she wore underneath her dress because, in truth, she had come out that day looking for fun whether she would admit it to herself or not.

She kissed back, rubbing her tongue against his. She was starting to breathe hard and her pussy was already getting wet. Yes, she wanted it bad!

Her skirt was waist high now and the young man’s strong, demanding hands were all over her, on her thighs and buttocks, and in BETWEEN her buttocks. Oh! After he eased her onto the bed, she leaned back and lifted her knees, spreading them apart. Coyness be damned. Shane stood and looked down at her, his face tense with desire but harboring a little smile as well. He obviously was pleased with what he saw before him…and with his prospects for taking care of it.

He yanked his leather belt open, then his fly, and he stripped his tight jeans down. He wore no underwear, and his big cock leaped free to stand high and hard as he gazed at beautiful Laura. He kicked out of his boots and jeans, his magnificent dick bobbing as if on a rubber string, then he stripped his t-shirt over his head.

He was a sun-bronzed Adonis with a fuzz of blond hair on his chest and around his balls. And that cock – oh my! Laura wanted to suck it, but she couldn’t just lunge and grab like a harlot. She had to uphold the female strategy that says women must never act like they really want a man’s dick in their mouth, even though most do, but should pretend they are doing a guy a big favor when they blow him. Looking at that stupendous cock before her, it was all Laura could do to hold herself back.

Of course, she too liked to be eaten. She very much liked to be eaten, and a sharp thrill went through her when Shane dropped to his knees next to the bed, grasped her naked legs and hauled her into position, then stripped her ridiculous little g-string down. He tossed it aside and spread her thighs wide apart.

She had a nicely trimmed patch of hair above her pussy and a narrow trail of short tendrils along each side. Her outer labia were suffused with hot blood and trying to open up of their own accord. Her juicy pinkness winked at the man. He bowed, and his face was on her.

At first he just browsed, his lips gently brushing her labia and hardly contacting her clit at all, just teasing it a little with a very quick touch. He seemed to be merely getting acquainted with her pussy, how it felt and smelled, and now the way it tasted as he began to use his tongue.

Laura’s hands were in his hair, then grabbing his head and holding on. She was afraid he would be like a lot of the others and just give her a peremptory nuzzle down there and go to her tits, which a lot of guys seemed to like better than the snatch anyway. To them the snatch was great for snatching but not for licking and sucking which was what women loved.

But not to worry. Shane was going to hang around downtown for awhile, which must have meant he was enjoying it too or else he was incredibly unselfish. But why should that be the case since he didn’t know her and had given no hint of wanting to? Quit thinking, Laura commanded herself. Just enjoy!

The young man’s tongue worked its way between her large labia and into the delicate folds of her inner pussy. He licked along her soft, moist split, tasting her honey. He tickled her clit and circled the little nubbin with his tongue.

“Ooooh…!” Laura breathed ecstatically as Shane clasped her tender clitty in his mouth and sucked on it. He was gentle at first, but still a sensation went through Laura that was nothing like gentle, and she moaned. He worked his mouth on her clitoris and the sensitive, soft flesh around it. Some woman had taught him well, Laura thought, and she didn’t change her mind when he suddenly sucked hard. She howled and bicycled her widely spread legs in the air. He let her clit go, raising his mouth off the wet rosy flesh which he studied for a moment before brushing it with a fingertip.

That finger wiggled around in the vestibule of her cunt then glided into her snug hole. Laura gasped as the man’s digit sank deep inside her. He began moving his finger in and out. Laura was breathing hard and grasped his arm, not to stop him but just to have something to hold onto. Shane added a thick second digit to the job and gave her a two-finger fuck which felt a hell of a lot better.

“Yes…yes…oh yeah!” Laura panted. His face was right above Laura’s now, and his gray eyes were gazing into her soft brown ones, owning her.

“Like that?” he asked.

“Hell yes!” she said and they kissed.

She gripped him around the back of the neck and their tongues tussled furiously while Shane’s finger pumped up and down in her slippery warm cunt and circled around, then pumped up and down again. Laura gasped as their mouths separated, and he pulled her dress up to her neck. Somehow she got her arms free and hauled the dress over her head while Shane began squeezing and mouthing her tits.

He knew as much about nipples as he did about pussies, and he nibbled at one of them, letting her lightly feel his teeth, while he pinched and pul
led at the other exclamation point. Now both nipples were throbbing and sticking way out, and Shan
e went from titty to titty, licking and sucking, then pressing his face between them and rubbing her satin boobs against his bristled cheeks. This stimulation, which would have been too much if her husband had done it, now lashed her passion all the more, and she bucked beneath the man, moaning, then demanding, “Fuck me!”

But Shane wasn’t ready to fuck her yet. “Roll over,” he said, then did it for her, grasping and flipping her onto her stomach. Her bare bottom, which she hated because it was generously curved, pleased him as it came to a quivering stop before his ardent eyes, and he grasped a cheek in each hand, spreading them. Oh my! Laura thought. What is he LOOKING at? She was embarrassed.

“You have a pretty asshole, Laura,” he said. My God! No man had ever said THAT to her before.

The impetuous guy bowed his head to her bare bottom and, as he continued to hold her asscheeks apart with his hands, he buried his face in the silky soft cleft. Laura cringed with embarrassment – but thrilled – as Shane kissed her directly on the anus, then drooled saliva into the little fissure and used his tongue to spread the saliva around.

Oh no! Laura thought, clutching the bed sheet beneath her with both hands, but she thrilled even more as Shane pressed his impudent tongue against her anus and penetrated her clenched sphincter. Now his tongue was into her asshole as far as it would go and he was wiggling it around. Oh God, this is awful, she thought, but what she did was press her soft ass against the man’s face and grind it as he reamed her cornhole.

What a first this was! Once a guy had licked a little back there but had gotten cold feet and quit without penetration. Not Shane! And now he continued stroking his tongue in and out, in and out of her grabby ass sphincter. How terribly nasty, she thought, and she wanted Shane to stop it – or pretended that she did – but he just kept tossing her salad and she came.

It was a strange cum, fleeting and superficial, but a cum none the less, and she groaned. Shane swiped his tongue up and down her butt-crack once more, turned her onto her back and helped her sit up. He stood next to the bed, his still-erect penis proving he had been enjoying himself, and he grasped the turgid phallus, pointing it at Laura’s face.

“Suck it,” he said.

Yes…yes…, Laura thought, and leaned to lick his big rosy cockhead all over first. She tickled his little slit with the tip of her tongue and tasted the clear lubricant that oozed out. Her cherry lips encircled the snout of his monster, then gradually widened as she pressed forward, taking more and more of his tangy sex organ into her mouth and throat even, gliding on her tongue, until she had captured the entire bulging head of his lovemaker, which stuffed her mouth completely. Groaning deep in her throat, Laura began to suck.

What a man, she thought, loving what she was doing as she bobbed her head slowly, her hair swaying. She liked his taste and scent as well as the feel of him in her mouth. She took him as deeply as she could, her lips gliding lower on his shaft with each lunge. She no longer held his erection but placed one hand underneath his nuts and brought it up until the wobbly things nestled in her palm. The nail on her long middle finger tickled the cleft between his buttocks.

After bobbing her head on his cock for awhile, Laura held his thick, lengthy member straight up and licked down its underside until she reached the man’s hairy balls. She took one into her mouth, oblivious that a hair or two got stuck on her tongue, and she sucked on the young man’s nut while caressing the other one. As she did this, his dick waggled to and fro across her nose, and she inhaled its fragrance, enhanced by her saliva which she had deposited there.

Laura licked his balls. She lifted them up and licked behind them, which she knew was something men liked. This brought her perilously close to his anus but she did not go there. Instead she dropped his goody sack, slathered her tongue up his post to the end of it, and recaptured his cockhead in her warm, sucking mouth. She rolled her eyes up at him as she resumed giving head.

Shane seemed to have the capacity to hold his hard-on forever, but that was not true. Laura’s cocksucking became too intense, and his nerves were growing taut. Finally he eased her away from him and stretched out on the bed on his back. “Hop aboard,” he said with a grin as his cock waved to and fro.

Laura was happy to do that. She loved to ride a young stud. Grasping his dick, she directed the end toward her opening but before she let him plunge in she wiggled his knob between her labia which were tingling with desire.

“Ooh…God…yesss…shit,” she said and gave a deft twist to his tool, sinking his knob inside her.

She settled on him, taking all of what must have been eight inches of thick, throbbing manhood up her cooch. “Ooh fuck!” she exclaimed, and began aggressively to fuck him.

Up and down she bobbed, polishing his pole with her warm, slick pussy-flesh which wrapped snugly around him. Up and down, up and down, her titties bobbed in time with her avid fucking. It pleased her to be in control and to be on top, though she liked it when the man assumed control too. The point was that one of them should rule while the other one submitted and vice versa. Why should a man dominate all the time?

“Fuck…fuck…fuck…” she chanted, loving that dirty but wonderful little word, especially when she was actually doing it.

Shane grasped her bobbing titties and squeezed them while she fucked him. He thumbed her nipples and pulled her forward so he could suck on one of them while she continued to screw.

He relinquished her titty and said, “Sit on my face.”

“What?”

“Sit on my fucking face!” Shane demanded.

Laura got off his dick and scrambled forward, plopping her wet cunt onto his mouth. His tongue was quickly up and into her, and he grasped her by the asscheeks to hold her where he wanted as he tongued her twat skillfully. In and out, then along her split, then round and round her clitty. He seized her clitoris within his mouth and bathed the sensitive little morsel in his saliva.

Laura was about to cum again and, sensing that, Shane reached up and grasped her tits, pinching her nipples. Pow! She came, shuddering and spreading honey all over the man’s mouth and nose.

He threw her off him, positioned her on all fours, and twisted his tool into her warm, welcoming pussy. He wasn’t gentle now. He didn’t need to be as he stuck his big prick deep into her more-than-ready snatch and slammed his straight front noisily against her bouncy ass.

Laura thrilled with each thrust of his massive pecker, and she let him know it with an “Uh…uh…uh…oooooh…damn…ooh dooo it! Ooh, fuck meeeee!”

As she advanced toward yet another orgasm, because Shane was rubbing her so well inside, she thought suddenly that maybe he had plans to do the big nasty and invade her ass. He had stuck his fingers and his tongue up there, so why not his dong? No! Oh God, she didn’t want that. His cock was too fucking big!

He stroked his massive dick in and out, in and out of her tight and slippery vagina, then punctuated the thrusts with a slap on first one jiggly buttock then the other. Back and forth from side to side, slap-slap-slap he was spanking her zoftig rear and making her buttocks bounce. He also was making Laura yell:

“Yes! Ooh yes! I love it! Damn! Ooh shit! Ooh SPANK me, you crazy fucker!”

Shane kept spanking her, and he didn’t make a move to shift his rocket from her mommy hole to her exhaust pipe. He kept slamming, banging, thrusting, fucking until Laura clawed for the elusive prize and grasped it as Shane drove especially deep and yelled, “Take it, you tramp!”

Laura came tumultuously, shaking all over as she quaked inside, gaining blast after blast o
f pure pleasure until she collapsed limply against the bed, causing Shane to disengage, and he exploded all over her beh
ind. When he was through he grabbed the edge of a sheet and hauled it over to wipe her, then flopped onto his back and let Laura bend down to lick him clean. They kissed.

“So I’m a tramp, am I?” she asked with a smile rather than anger because she knew deep inside that she was one, in a way.

“No,” Shane contradicted, “but I thought you might like to hear me call you that, since you live such a pampered life.”

“How would you know about my life?” she inquired as she gazed up at him while he bent over her and took several more kisses from her sweet lips before responding.

“I work for your husband, taking care of the company cars. Service on your car is billed to our department, so I knew you had an appointment at the dealership today.”

“So you were waiting to pick me up?” Laura asked incredulously because he was just a flunky after all.

“I would have if you hadn’t picked me up first. I was eyeing you, and I could see what you were thinking, so I just let it happen”

“Well, shit!” she exclaimed and laughed merrily.

“Spread your legs,” Shane directed, “and we’ll fuck some more.” As he swung atop her, Laura was amazed to see that his cock was already sticking up rock-hard again.

“Ooh…my…God!” she said, and let him put it in her.

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  1. Osomerset says:

    Good story! A man after my own heart! I love to lick & suck a woman’s asshole. I like to ram my tongue deep into her asshole! Delicious!

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