peeping tom, he was sure she would never speak to him again. Let alone let him do other things. And that was just not an option.
Knowing that she’d see him for sure, he devised a plan. Reaching for his cell phone, he dialed her apartment phone number. And as if on cue, he watched as she went back inside. Running to his apartment, he got to the door just before she answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey, gorgeous. What are you wearing?” Mitch whispered seductively.
Sara laughed. “Well, I’ll tell you what I’m not wearing. Panties. It’s weird, but I seem to be missing a couple of pairs.”
“Touché.” Mitch laughed. “Just wanted to hear your sexy voice, honey. I’ll see you soon.” He hung up.
Sara looked at the phone for a minute. “That’s strange.” She said before going back to watering her plants.
* * * *
Mitch showed up at seven o’clock on the nose. And it was not a moment too soon. Sara had been remembering their afternoon delight all day, and it made her horny as all hell. She didn’t know what it was about him. But she feared, as well as relished, that he may have unleashed a mad woman. Which is why when she opened the door, she pulled him inside and kissed him ardently.
Startled by her dominance, Mitch faltered for a second, but just for a second. Then he grabbed her head and kissed her with as much urgency, if not more. At the sound of one of her erotic moans, he reached his hand down under her skirt and felt the dampness of her panties.
“Jesus, baby. You’re wet again.”
Sara didn’t stop kissing him to answer. She just lifted a leg up over his hip and bent it behind his leg to pull him closer.
“Oh, baby.” Mitch ground his hardness into her damp core. “Sara, if you don’t stop this, I’m going to have to fuck you right here.”
However, Mitch’s threat only ignited her passion further. She was desperately yanking his shirt up and trying to strip him as her tongue danced on the inside of his mouth, doing marvelous things to the insides of their mouths.
Mitch placed his hands on her bottom and lifted her to him. Carrying her over to the couch, he sat down with her straddling him. Not caring about anything but the idea of him being inside her, she placed his hands underneath her skirt. She closed her eyes in ecstasy as he tore the thin satin that sat at her hips and held her panties in place.
Mitch dropped his head back against the couch and groaned. “You like that, honey? You like when I tear your panties off of you? You must, I can feel your fluids covering the front of my pants!”
She didn’t answer as she began fumbling for his buckle while kissing every inch of exposed skin on his neck. She listened to his breathing as he touched under her skirt.
She reveled in the feel of his hardness. Before she had a chance to finish her thoughts, Mitch entered her and she sheathed him in her hot wetness. Her muscles tightening around him and clenching him like a velvet vice.
Neither one of them moved for a moment. They just stayed like that, bodies fused, eyes locked together. Then on a whimper, Sara spoke, “Mitch, you feel so good.”
He sucked on her bottom lip and tugged on it with his teeth. “Show me, baby. Show me how good it feels. Fuck me, and make me come.” He laid his head back against the couch and stared at her intently.
Sara didn’t wait for him to ask twice and did exactly what he told her to. After several minutes of her quivering muscles stroking and massaging him she felt him swell even larger. She knew he was getting close to his orgasm.
She ground herself down hard on top of him and instantly felt the first wave overtake her. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes and crying out his name was his gorgeous eyes staring back at her. She trembled as her hot juices covered his cock and coaxed him into his climax.
Moments later, he was holding her closely. Neither one of them were said a word as they sat in silence. She began to shake and it was
Knowing that she’d see him for sure, he devised a plan. Reaching for his cell phone, he dialed her apartment phone number. And as if on cue, he watched as she went back inside. Running to his apartment, he got to the door just before she answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey, gorgeous. What are you wearing?” Mitch whispered seductively.
Sara laughed. “Well, I’ll tell you what I’m not wearing. Panties. It’s weird, but I seem to be missing a couple of pairs.”
“Touché.” Mitch laughed. “Just wanted to hear your sexy voice, honey. I’ll see you soon.” He hung up.
Sara looked at the phone for a minute. “That’s strange.” She said before going back to watering her plants.
* * * *
Mitch showed up at seven o’clock on the nose. And it was not a moment too soon. Sara had been remembering their afternoon delight all day, and it made her horny as all hell. She didn’t know what it was about him. But she feared, as well as relished, that he may have unleashed a mad woman. Which is why when she opened the door, she pulled him inside and kissed him ardently.
Startled by her dominance, Mitch faltered for a second, but just for a second. Then he grabbed her head and kissed her with as much urgency, if not more. At the sound of one of her erotic moans, he reached his hand down under her skirt and felt the dampness of her panties.
“Jesus, baby. You’re wet again.”
Sara didn’t stop kissing him to answer. She just lifted a leg up over his hip and bent it behind his leg to pull him closer.
“Oh, baby.” Mitch ground his hardness into her damp core. “Sara, if you don’t stop this, I’m going to have to fuck you right here.”
However, Mitch’s threat only ignited her passion further. She was desperately yanking his shirt up and trying to strip him as her tongue danced on the inside of his mouth, doing marvelous things to the insides of their mouths.
Mitch placed his hands on her bottom and lifted her to him. Carrying her over to the couch, he sat down with her straddling him. Not caring about anything but the idea of him being inside her, she placed his hands underneath her skirt. She closed her eyes in ecstasy as he tore the thin satin that sat at her hips and held her panties in place.
Mitch dropped his head back against the couch and groaned. “You like that, honey? You like when I tear your panties off of you? You must, I can feel your fluids covering the front of my pants!”
She didn’t answer as she began fumbling for his buckle while kissing every inch of exposed skin on his neck. She listened to his breathing as he touched under her skirt.
She reveled in the feel of his hardness. Before she had a chance to finish her thoughts, Mitch entered her and she sheathed him in her hot wetness. Her muscles tightening around him and clenching him like a velvet vice.
Neither one of them moved for a moment. They just stayed like that, bodies fused, eyes locked together. Then on a whimper, Sara spoke, “Mitch, you feel so good.”
He sucked on her bottom lip and tugged on it with his teeth. “Show me, baby. Show me how good it feels. Fuck me, and make me come.” He laid his head back against the couch and stared at her intently.
Sara didn’t wait for him to ask twice and did exactly what he told her to. After several minutes of her quivering muscles stroking and massaging him she felt him swell even larger. She knew he was getting close to his orgasm.
She ground herself down hard on top of him and instantly felt the first wave overtake her. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes and crying out his name was his gorgeous eyes staring back at her. She trembled as her hot juices covered his cock and coaxed him into his climax.
Moments later, he was holding her closely. Neither one of them were said a word as they sat in silence. She began to shake and it was
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