Fucking Ellie
The joys of the bisexual life. As before, all of what follows is true. And no, that's not her real name. :)
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She was our mate's hot older sister when we were teens. Further up the school and with no time for a bunch of spotty lads like us.
But for me, she was a real prize - even at eighteen, she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. We pubescent lads could only look on with a lump in our throats and a bulge in our jeans when she came down to interrupt my pal's pool games with us in the basement of their home - usually to shout at him for taking a CD without asking, and branding him "a dick" while we all pissed ourselves laughing. Many a teenage night was spent jerking off feverishly to thoughts of having sex with her, even though at 13 I had no idea what the hell that might involve.
I hadn't seen her for years until we bumped into each other in the street a few weeks ago. I knew she was married but had separated, with two young ones at home and apparently glad to be rid of the guy she had been stuck with for a decade.
Our conversation that day was the first for many years and by far the longest we'd ever had. After a few minutes standing on the pavement in the town centre, continually having to move aside for passers-by, she agreed to come for a coffee, and we chatted for the next hour, with me telling her about my own recent break-up and hearing about the marriage she had endured. Her husband hadn't been abusive, just dull - a serious crime, in her book. Not even interested in sex (this said coyly, with a sly glance at me over her coffee-cup). Well rid of him, she thought, although she still wore her gold wedding ring. "For my two girls," she said, matter-of-factly.
The conversation wasn't a bitter or resentful one, though. I can't remember laughing so much in ages, in fact. By the end, as we paid up and walked to our respective cars, I had fallen severely in lust with her all over again.
Elaine is five years older than me - 40 now, with an incredibly youthful face and - if I remembered correctly - a beautiful body; pale, creamy white skin, large breasts and a flare to her hips and ass that, even clothed, had always driven me crazy as a teenager. After two pregnancies, she had matured into a ripe and incredibly sexy woman, with only some crows' feet around her eyes giving away the fact that she wasn't around a decade younger.
She agreed to see me last Saturday night for a meal, so, with the rugrats dispatched to her sister's for a sleepover with their cousins, I picked her up and drove her to an Italian restaurant near her home, where dinner flew by in a blur of stories about the old days and some juicy gossip about mutual friends.
We left and when I pulled up outside the door soon afterwards she looked at me. "Coffee?" she said, smiling. I nodded, my pleasure at the offer clear on my face, and followed her inside the house.
Within five minutes we were necking on the couch like a pair of teenagers, her long, black curly hair, which she had worn up, beginning to spill down, her hands roaming over my chest and her breath warm and sweet in my mouth from the wine she had consumed over dinner.
Soon she stood up, reached for my hand and said: "Let's go upstairs."
I walked behind her, watching the sweet roll of her ass in her clingy sheath of dress as she ascended. I'd had nothing more than a couple of beers earlier because I was driving, but I felt tipsy with lust now.
We made it to the bedroom and she told me to make myself comfortable before heading into the en-suite bathroom and closing the door.
Tempted to get naked, I settled for whipping off my shoes, socks and shirt and lying back on her bed. Fucking hell. Ellie. It's going to happen, I remember thinking, almost laughing out loud with anticipation.
When the noise of running water stopped a moment later and she emerged, my heart leapt in my chest. She had stripped to a red bra and panties and thrown a silk robe over herself, open at the front. She looked luscious - so ripe and fuckable, with those big tits, long legs and the sort of cute curve to her belly I've always loved in a woman.
I stood and pulled her to me and we kissed deeply again, stroking and squeezing each other's bodies. Eventually she pushed me away and said: "Lie down, I hate messing about."
I pulled down my trousers, which she had unbuttoned while rubbing my thick shaft through them, kicked them aside and lay back, staring as she pulled her bra off and I finally got my first glimpse of those fantastic boobs. Heavy and full with thick, dark nipples. Mind-blowing.
Seconds later and I was cupping them in my palms, squeezing her teats as her tongue traced the inside of my lips. She kissed her way down my body, trailing her breasts over my skin, which she sucked and licked until she reached my shorts. I pulled a couple of pillows under my head so I could look down, watching as she nuzzled my dick through the cotton material and stroking my balls with her left hand as she did so. She mouthed the outline of my shaft, groaning as she cupped my nuts and I flexed my rod under her mouth. "Some cock," she whispered.
Suddenly she stopped and sat up, making to remove her wedding ring.
"No. Leave it," I said. "It turns me on."
"Another man's woman, eh?" she said, the smile back, but framed in raw lust.
"Something like that," I answered.
"I'm not his any more, but okay - why not? Whatever pleases you, O Master," she laughed.
"God - you fucking please me, darling," I said.
Her response was to lean forward and slip a hand into my shorts, gripping my meat and wanking the shaft as she pulled my underwear down. Then her mouth was on me.
Continuing to tug my foreskin back and forward, she licked at my cock ravenously before taking me deep into her mouth, moving her hand down to manipulate my swollen, cum-filled balls. I reached down and held her gently by the sides of her head, fucking her in the mouth strongly enough to elicit a loud "Mmm..." from her as she took it deep, sucking hard, tongue working like crazy on the underside of my dick. This was heaven.
"Fuck, I need to taste you, Ellie," I groaned eventually, lifting her up and on to me then rolling her over on to her back - easing her down the bed so her legs dangled over the end and slipping her panties off in one movement. I knelt on the floor. Her knickers were soaked. I felt the heat and moisture on my fingers as I dropped them on the carpet at my side before leaning in and kissing her cunt.
Jerking my hard-on with my left hand, I looked on in sheer awe as she spread her legs, allowing me access to her pussy with my right. Her thighs were slick with juice and she pulled back the hood of her clit with a fingertip, breathing: "Lick me, baby."
I spread her cunt-lips and pressed my mouth over her glistening fuck-hole, tongueing her clit and labia, sucking her, turned on beyond belief by the intoxicating taste of her pussy. Shaved bare - although with a trim patch of hair remaining above it - her cunt was a beautiful coral pink, reddening as her lips swelled while I went to work, slipping a finger inside her, followed shortly by two more.
Seconds later she began bucking up at my face. "Cum for me, honey. Give me that fucking juice," I gasped, before resuming my licking and sucking, and she yelled out as she ground her hot pussy on my mouth, frantically rubbing out a long orgasm on my relentless teasing tongue, and soaking me with her juices.
"Oh fuck. Fucking hell, do me," she gasped, and I rose up to kneel between her legs on the bed, parted her lips and was fully inside her slick cunt in a couple of strokes as she reared up against me.
She pulled my face down to hers, frantically tasting her own cum on my lips and tongue as I fucked her hard, throwing both legs behind the small of my back before allowing them to ride up, her heels locked behind my shoulders.
After a couple of minutes I grabbed her behind the knees, easing her legs up to rest on either side of my head, then took her left foot in both hands.
Continuing to stroke my rock-hard cock in and out of her fuck-hungry slit, I licked the sole of her foot and snogged the sensitive skin there before tonguing and sucking on the delicate, slim toes.
She looked up, wide-eyed, and began rubbing hard at her clitoris with one hand while sucking on the finger of another, then simply stared, still frigging herself, her tongue sliding over her bottom lip, as I used my mouth on her shapely foot, pumping my dick into her all the while.
"Christ, nobody's ever, aw, christ..." She came again, throwing both arms behind her head and then into that beautiful curly hair as I fucked and sucked her through another orgasm, shouting: "You make me CUMMMMM!" like that wasn't what I was there to do.
She was a superb lover herself, clearly going crazy for the feeling of a nice bit of fuckmeat inside her again after what was - or so she said - the best part of a couple of years. So much for the loser husband.
For my part, I was deliriously happy to be making love with the sexy, grown-up version of a genuine teenage fantasy.
A while later, while fucking her from behind, gripping that ripe ass - and fingering her butthole, which I'd lubricated with my spit and her cunt-honey - as she looked over her shoulder, licking her lips and rolling one of those fantastic nipples, I knew that even the best of times had to come to an end.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, Ellie," I rasped.
She eased her swollen pussy off my dick, lay on her back and grabbed me by the shaft, moaning:"Cum on my tits. I wanna see you spray me with spunk."
I arched my back at her strokes, and my first jet hit her on the cheek and the side of her mouth. She gasped and slid herself forward, her mouth going down on my dick and sucking feverishly as I unloaded my second, third and fourth gouts on to her tongue.
Taking hold of my cock as the jizz leaked from her mouth, I rubbed my pulsating knob over her lips and face before collapsing in a sweaty heap next to her on the bed. The dirty bitch grabbed me by the head and our mouths met in a mind-melting spunky kiss, our tongues sharing my seed, both of us moaning loudly. It was incredible.
We moved apart slightly, staring into each others' eyes, and our limbs tangled as we breathed heavily, soaked in sweat and bodily fluids.
Happy. Deeply satisfied.
_____
She was our mate's hot older sister when we were teens. Further up the school and with no time for a bunch of spotty lads like us.
But for me, she was a real prize - even at eighteen, she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. We pubescent lads could only look on with a lump in our throats and a bulge in our jeans when she came down to interrupt my pal's pool games with us in the basement of their home - usually to shout at him for taking a CD without asking, and branding him "a dick" while we all pissed ourselves laughing. Many a teenage night was spent jerking off feverishly to thoughts of having sex with her, even though at 13 I had no idea what the hell that might involve.
I hadn't seen her for years until we bumped into each other in the street a few weeks ago. I knew she was married but had separated, with two young ones at home and apparently glad to be rid of the guy she had been stuck with for a decade.
Our conversation that day was the first for many years and by far the longest we'd ever had. After a few minutes standing on the pavement in the town centre, continually having to move aside for passers-by, she agreed to come for a coffee, and we chatted for the next hour, with me telling her about my own recent break-up and hearing about the marriage she had endured. Her husband hadn't been abusive, just dull - a serious crime, in her book. Not even interested in sex (this said coyly, with a sly glance at me over her coffee-cup). Well rid of him, she thought, although she still wore her gold wedding ring. "For my two girls," she said, matter-of-factly.
The conversation wasn't a bitter or resentful one, though. I can't remember laughing so much in ages, in fact. By the end, as we paid up and walked to our respective cars, I had fallen severely in lust with her all over again.
Elaine is five years older than me - 40 now, with an incredibly youthful face and - if I remembered correctly - a beautiful body; pale, creamy white skin, large breasts and a flare to her hips and ass that, even clothed, had always driven me crazy as a teenager. After two pregnancies, she had matured into a ripe and incredibly sexy woman, with only some crows' feet around her eyes giving away the fact that she wasn't around a decade younger.
She agreed to see me last Saturday night for a meal, so, with the rugrats dispatched to her sister's for a sleepover with their cousins, I picked her up and drove her to an Italian restaurant near her home, where dinner flew by in a blur of stories about the old days and some juicy gossip about mutual friends.
We left and when I pulled up outside the door soon afterwards she looked at me. "Coffee?" she said, smiling. I nodded, my pleasure at the offer clear on my face, and followed her inside the house.
Within five minutes we were necking on the couch like a pair of teenagers, her long, black curly hair, which she had worn up, beginning to spill down, her hands roaming over my chest and her breath warm and sweet in my mouth from the wine she had consumed over dinner.
Soon she stood up, reached for my hand and said: "Let's go upstairs."
I walked behind her, watching the sweet roll of her ass in her clingy sheath of dress as she ascended. I'd had nothing more than a couple of beers earlier because I was driving, but I felt tipsy with lust now.
We made it to the bedroom and she told me to make myself comfortable before heading into the en-suite bathroom and closing the door.
Tempted to get naked, I settled for whipping off my shoes, socks and shirt and lying back on her bed. Fucking hell. Ellie. It's going to happen, I remember thinking, almost laughing out loud with anticipation.
When the noise of running water stopped a moment later and she emerged, my heart leapt in my chest. She had stripped to a red bra and panties and thrown a silk robe over herself, open at the front. She looked luscious - so ripe and fuckable, with those big tits, long legs and the sort of cute curve to her belly I've always loved in a woman.
I stood and pulled her to me and we kissed deeply again, stroking and squeezing each other's bodies. Eventually she pushed me away and said: "Lie down, I hate messing about."
I pulled down my trousers, which she had unbuttoned while rubbing my thick shaft through them, kicked them aside and lay back, staring as she pulled her bra off and I finally got my first glimpse of those fantastic boobs. Heavy and full with thick, dark nipples. Mind-blowing.
Seconds later and I was cupping them in my palms, squeezing her teats as her tongue traced the inside of my lips. She kissed her way down my body, trailing her breasts over my skin, which she sucked and licked until she reached my shorts. I pulled a couple of pillows under my head so I could look down, watching as she nuzzled my dick through the cotton material and stroking my balls with her left hand as she did so. She mouthed the outline of my shaft, groaning as she cupped my nuts and I flexed my rod under her mouth. "Some cock," she whispered.
Suddenly she stopped and sat up, making to remove her wedding ring.
"No. Leave it," I said. "It turns me on."
"Another man's woman, eh?" she said, the smile back, but framed in raw lust.
"Something like that," I answered.
"I'm not his any more, but okay - why not? Whatever pleases you, O Master," she laughed.
"God - you fucking please me, darling," I said.
Her response was to lean forward and slip a hand into my shorts, gripping my meat and wanking the shaft as she pulled my underwear down. Then her mouth was on me.
Continuing to tug my foreskin back and forward, she licked at my cock ravenously before taking me deep into her mouth, moving her hand down to manipulate my swollen, cum-filled balls. I reached down and held her gently by the sides of her head, fucking her in the mouth strongly enough to elicit a loud "Mmm..." from her as she took it deep, sucking hard, tongue working like crazy on the underside of my dick. This was heaven.
"Fuck, I need to taste you, Ellie," I groaned eventually, lifting her up and on to me then rolling her over on to her back - easing her down the bed so her legs dangled over the end and slipping her panties off in one movement. I knelt on the floor. Her knickers were soaked. I felt the heat and moisture on my fingers as I dropped them on the carpet at my side before leaning in and kissing her cunt.
Jerking my hard-on with my left hand, I looked on in sheer awe as she spread her legs, allowing me access to her pussy with my right. Her thighs were slick with juice and she pulled back the hood of her clit with a fingertip, breathing: "Lick me, baby."
I spread her cunt-lips and pressed my mouth over her glistening fuck-hole, tongueing her clit and labia, sucking her, turned on beyond belief by the intoxicating taste of her pussy. Shaved bare - although with a trim patch of hair remaining above it - her cunt was a beautiful coral pink, reddening as her lips swelled while I went to work, slipping a finger inside her, followed shortly by two more.
Seconds later she began bucking up at my face. "Cum for me, honey. Give me that fucking juice," I gasped, before resuming my licking and sucking, and she yelled out as she ground her hot pussy on my mouth, frantically rubbing out a long orgasm on my relentless teasing tongue, and soaking me with her juices.
"Oh fuck. Fucking hell, do me," she gasped, and I rose up to kneel between her legs on the bed, parted her lips and was fully inside her slick cunt in a couple of strokes as she reared up against me.
She pulled my face down to hers, frantically tasting her own cum on my lips and tongue as I fucked her hard, throwing both legs behind the small of my back before allowing them to ride up, her heels locked behind my shoulders.
After a couple of minutes I grabbed her behind the knees, easing her legs up to rest on either side of my head, then took her left foot in both hands.
Continuing to stroke my rock-hard cock in and out of her fuck-hungry slit, I licked the sole of her foot and snogged the sensitive skin there before tonguing and sucking on the delicate, slim toes.
She looked up, wide-eyed, and began rubbing hard at her clitoris with one hand while sucking on the finger of another, then simply stared, still frigging herself, her tongue sliding over her bottom lip, as I used my mouth on her shapely foot, pumping my dick into her all the while.
"Christ, nobody's ever, aw, christ..." She came again, throwing both arms behind her head and then into that beautiful curly hair as I fucked and sucked her through another orgasm, shouting: "You make me CUMMMMM!" like that wasn't what I was there to do.
She was a superb lover herself, clearly going crazy for the feeling of a nice bit of fuckmeat inside her again after what was - or so she said - the best part of a couple of years. So much for the loser husband.
For my part, I was deliriously happy to be making love with the sexy, grown-up version of a genuine teenage fantasy.
A while later, while fucking her from behind, gripping that ripe ass - and fingering her butthole, which I'd lubricated with my spit and her cunt-honey - as she looked over her shoulder, licking her lips and rolling one of those fantastic nipples, I knew that even the best of times had to come to an end.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, Ellie," I rasped.
She eased her swollen pussy off my dick, lay on her back and grabbed me by the shaft, moaning:"Cum on my tits. I wanna see you spray me with spunk."
I arched my back at her strokes, and my first jet hit her on the cheek and the side of her mouth. She gasped and slid herself forward, her mouth going down on my dick and sucking feverishly as I unloaded my second, third and fourth gouts on to her tongue.
Taking hold of my cock as the jizz leaked from her mouth, I rubbed my pulsating knob over her lips and face before collapsing in a sweaty heap next to her on the bed. The dirty bitch grabbed me by the head and our mouths met in a mind-melting spunky kiss, our tongues sharing my seed, both of us moaning loudly. It was incredible.
We moved apart slightly, staring into each others' eyes, and our limbs tangled as we breathed heavily, soaked in sweat and bodily fluids.
Happy. Deeply satisfied.
12 years ago
