Next Time...

So, remember I said Punk was gone for a month? I said that at about 1am on Tuesday morning.


A lot can change pretty fast.


He's still gone for the month, but him leaving was delayed until Thursday morning.


So I spent Tuesday helping him out, having a chat clearing things up between us. Just friends, no more weird. Deal?


Sure. Until that evening I had a mini-drama (unexciting, other than my car is a fucking asshole), so I drove down to his place, and him and his roommate took a look at it.


Bless One and Punk. They fixed my thing right up.


Which turned into video games...
Which turned into a few drinks...


Which turned into me sitting on his bathroom counter talking shit while he had a shower. 


He got out, and I climbed off, stripped of my little black dress and bra, ran a sink full of piping hot water and wet his face and razor. He stood between my legs, only my tiny little yellow g string (Victorias Secret, thank you) between us. I lathered his face, and pressed the razor against his skin.


I slowly dragged the razor up his neck towards his chin, then down over his cheeks, turning his face with my fingers. Rinsing the razor, then sliding it back over his skin again.


I took my time, enjoying the task. Pausing occasionally to guide his lips to mine so I could kiss him. 


I carefully left his sideburns, working carefully to get them perfectly even.


I ran my lips over his freshly shaved skin. Perfection.


I climbed off the counter, and slipped my panties off, turning the warm water of the shower on once more. I pulled him in with me, and we kissed in the shower, him running his hands over my wet breasts and ass.


He leaned me forward and I grabbed hold of the top of the shower glass screen, spreading my legs, allowing him to run his hands down my back, over my ass. 


He pressed the head of his cock hard against my pussy, and pressed inside me. My legs shook a little, I was very tight and it took a minute or two for him to be able to work himself inside me. With me holding on, he grabbed each ass cheek and spread them a little. so he could watch himself sliding in and out of my wet pussy, water cascading down over my back.


I turned around and pressed him against the wall of the shower, kissing his neck hard. I slid my hand down through his chest hair and started massaging his cock. It was rock hard so I kneeled down and started to blow him in the shower. He was in ecstasy. I could hear him moaning as I massaged his cock head with my tongue. 


He pushed on the back of my head and I felt that pressure on my throat and I swallowed, causing him to go deep into my throat. We paused there for a moment, with him in my throat, my nose pressed hard against his abdomen. He stroked my wet hair. He pulled his cock out of my throat and pushed me up against the wall. He picked my right knee up, and lifted it a little. He suddenly realised how flexible I am and grinned cheekily. He lifted it up, over his shoulder. 


He pushed his cock inside me, and pulled his arm around my shoulders, and kissed me gently. Sliding in and out gently, I came hard, the water dripping over both of us, him kissing me, his hand firm on my thigh. Just like the picture. The picture is so accurate, it could actually have been a photo of us. Punks a little tanker, and a little more tattooed and my tits are a little bigger, but position? Identical.


We flirted, flicked water, kissed and touched for a while in the shower, then we got out, dried off and went to bed.


When we got to bed, he ran his hands over my tits and down my body, sliding two fingers inside my wet wet pussy. I could barely wait. He told me not to touch him, and just massaged my g spot, pressing firmly and sliding in and out. I came twice pretty quickly. He went down on me after that, letting me come again and again and again. After a while and about a dozen orgasms, I swayed him into coming up and kissing me. I flipped him onto his back and went down on him, sucking his cock. I worked up and down, teasing and tantalising, slow then fast, using my hand to push him close then backing off. He loved every moment...


He was rock hard and asked me if I wanted to climb on. 
What girl could say no to that offer?


So I climbed on top of him and I fucked him so hard. He squeezed my tits as I rubbed my clit with one hand, squeezing his chest and shoulders with the other. I screamed his name as I came for the fifth or sixth time riding on top of him.

I was shaking and panting, and I climbed off, laying on my side with my leg around him, him facing me. I stroked him gently with my hand. It wasn't long before he pushed me onto my back, with my legs up over his shoulder. I was dripping wet.


He lifted my ass a little, allowing his cock to sit between my ass and pussy, he grabbed it and slid it from my pussy to my ass. "Where do you think I should put it?" he asked, staring into my eyes. 


It was all a play, we both knew he wanted to be deep in my ass.


I told him he could choose, so he gently slipped inside my pussy, licked his fingers and started playing with my ass. I started to come, and just before I hit that perfect mid orgasm, he pulled out and pushed his cock into my asshole. He was gentle and firm at the same time, sliding in half way then working the other half slowly. He chuckled a little at me coming twice while he tried to get all the way inside my ass.


He leaned forward, my legs over his shoulders, and kissed me passionately and deeply. "I hope you don't fuck like this on first dates, Miss" he said. I laughed, "Took you nearly ten years to have me this way, what makes you think I hand it out?" he smiled. Rested his forehead against mine and kissed my lips. "At least this way I can pretend you're all mine."


He worked slowly and firmly, fucking my ass. One hand under each ass cheek, he leaned back and allowed himself to go a little harder.


Once I got completely comfortable, he pulled out and pushed me up against his headboard, my elbows on top, my tits pressed against it, my knees spread and back a little so my ass poked out. He pushed himself deep in my ass and grabbed my shoulders. I held on tight to the headboard, and he fucked me hard in the ass. He pumped in and out, holding me by the throat, shoulders, hair and hips.


I was starting to shake, my pussy so wet my thighs were drenched. He lay me on my side, facing away from him and slipped back in my ass again. He worked slowly, his arm between my breasts, hand gently on my throat.


I lay next to him, shaking and wet, relaxing a little at last. Exhaustion of such a hard fuck setting in. 


He kissed my shoulder "Good night Miss" he said.


I protested... what about his orgasm? 


He laughed. Next time.


I eased into his arms. His firm grip told me he'd made up his mind. He silenced my protests with his finger pressed against my lips, kissing me softly on the neck, his rock hard cock still deep inside my ass.