liked sex and wanted to experience it all.
Dane knew she was nearing her orgasm, knew she’d be spent and sore after this one, so he decided to leave her with a lasting image. He pulled his cock from her and pulled off the condom before he slid his cock deep inside her anus and called her name. She looked at him, stared into his eyes, and nodded. He didn’t ask for any further permission. He simply slipped two fingers in her pussy. That pushed her over the edge into orgasm. It pushed him over the edge, too. He came in her anus, thrusting until the last drops of cum left his body. He stayed embedded inside her and dropped over her belly, his breathing heavy. She was panting and lifted her fingers to sift through his hair.
When her breathing normalized, he withdrew his fingers from her pussy. Finally, he took a step back and let his cock leave her.
“Not yet,” she said, and he quickly slid two fingers in her anus, fucking her quickly a few times until her body clasped them. That was when her body went limp under him. He took his hand away and let her legs relax.
“Thank you,” she said, not meeting his gaze.
“You’re welcome, and thank you.” He waited just a few seconds before reaching down to pull up his pants. When they were in place, he quickly zippered them and clasped his belt. Then he pulled his shirt back into place. He didn’t stop looking at her, lying on her kitchen table with his cum dripping from both her entries.
“This never happened,” she whispered, not looking at him.
“When we’re at work, this never happened. When we’re alone, it happened and will continue to happen again and again.”
“We’ll see,” she told him, turning her head to the side. “You got what you wanted. Go ahead and leave.”
“What about our coffee and beignets?”
“Just leave, Dane. You came here to fuck me, and you did, rather spectacularly, I’ll add. But just go now.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to go to supper?”
“Let’s not pretend this is a romance. We both were curious, and we satisfied that curiosity. I don’t need to be wined and dined.”
“I…”
“Yes, you. Now go and leave me alone to enjoy the rest of my Sunday. You can let yourself out.” She stayed lying on the table, still not turning to face him. “Go on, Dane. Just remember, tomorrow this never happened.”
“You make me feel like I was just a passing cock,” he said, not sure why he was just short of angry she was pushing him away. He paused and reached to the floor, retrieved the two used condoms, and tossed them in the corner garbage pail.
“You got what you wanted. I got what I asked for. I’m not a woman who wants romance. I’d prefer to be left alone.”
“All right,” he said and reached forward to kiss her lips. She turned her head to the other side so all he managed to do was kiss her cheek. “I’ll let myself out.”
Dane left, but with an odd feeling of being used. He’d come there to initiate her, and somehow she’d turned the tables on him. He walked home with a strange feeling of foreboding, not fully understanding how one woman could be so aloof most of the time and so sensual this morning. What he had assumed would be her initiation turned into his. He couldn’t get her off his mind for the rest of the day, remembering how her body stretched to accommodate him and how she’d told him to fuck her until she couldn’t take any more.
Chapter Four
Diana didn’t move from the table. She dropped her hand to her clit and rubbed, harder and harder, until she brought herself to another orgasm. With her other hand, she rubbed her breast, pinching her nipple harder than he had. When she came this time, she finally felt spent. She sat up and laughed, knowing she was not what he had expected. She’d made the instant decision when he appeared at her door that she’d show him she wasn’t the basement mouse that he assumed her to be. Instead, knowing her body, she took what he had offered
Dane knew she was nearing her orgasm, knew she’d be spent and sore after this one, so he decided to leave her with a lasting image. He pulled his cock from her and pulled off the condom before he slid his cock deep inside her anus and called her name. She looked at him, stared into his eyes, and nodded. He didn’t ask for any further permission. He simply slipped two fingers in her pussy. That pushed her over the edge into orgasm. It pushed him over the edge, too. He came in her anus, thrusting until the last drops of cum left his body. He stayed embedded inside her and dropped over her belly, his breathing heavy. She was panting and lifted her fingers to sift through his hair.
When her breathing normalized, he withdrew his fingers from her pussy. Finally, he took a step back and let his cock leave her.
“Not yet,” she said, and he quickly slid two fingers in her anus, fucking her quickly a few times until her body clasped them. That was when her body went limp under him. He took his hand away and let her legs relax.
“Thank you,” she said, not meeting his gaze.
“You’re welcome, and thank you.” He waited just a few seconds before reaching down to pull up his pants. When they were in place, he quickly zippered them and clasped his belt. Then he pulled his shirt back into place. He didn’t stop looking at her, lying on her kitchen table with his cum dripping from both her entries.
“This never happened,” she whispered, not looking at him.
“When we’re at work, this never happened. When we’re alone, it happened and will continue to happen again and again.”
“We’ll see,” she told him, turning her head to the side. “You got what you wanted. Go ahead and leave.”
“What about our coffee and beignets?”
“Just leave, Dane. You came here to fuck me, and you did, rather spectacularly, I’ll add. But just go now.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to go to supper?”
“Let’s not pretend this is a romance. We both were curious, and we satisfied that curiosity. I don’t need to be wined and dined.”
“I…”
“Yes, you. Now go and leave me alone to enjoy the rest of my Sunday. You can let yourself out.” She stayed lying on the table, still not turning to face him. “Go on, Dane. Just remember, tomorrow this never happened.”
“You make me feel like I was just a passing cock,” he said, not sure why he was just short of angry she was pushing him away. He paused and reached to the floor, retrieved the two used condoms, and tossed them in the corner garbage pail.
“You got what you wanted. I got what I asked for. I’m not a woman who wants romance. I’d prefer to be left alone.”
“All right,” he said and reached forward to kiss her lips. She turned her head to the other side so all he managed to do was kiss her cheek. “I’ll let myself out.”
Dane left, but with an odd feeling of being used. He’d come there to initiate her, and somehow she’d turned the tables on him. He walked home with a strange feeling of foreboding, not fully understanding how one woman could be so aloof most of the time and so sensual this morning. What he had assumed would be her initiation turned into his. He couldn’t get her off his mind for the rest of the day, remembering how her body stretched to accommodate him and how she’d told him to fuck her until she couldn’t take any more.
Chapter Four
Diana didn’t move from the table. She dropped her hand to her clit and rubbed, harder and harder, until she brought herself to another orgasm. With her other hand, she rubbed her breast, pinching her nipple harder than he had. When she came this time, she finally felt spent. She sat up and laughed, knowing she was not what he had expected. She’d made the instant decision when he appeared at her door that she’d show him she wasn’t the basement mouse that he assumed her to be. Instead, knowing her body, she took what he had offered
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