I’d made my last call of the day and the thought of what lay ahead had me rubbing the old man in my pants but he didn’t need no reminding. From the moment I slid into the driver seat and buckled up, my libido went into overdrive with thoughts of Barbara.
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A while back I had to call on a home in a neighbourhood I didn’t know; I mistook one door for another. My abject apologies seemed to amuse the lady who had obviously been busy as it took her a while to answer the door. She had the most disarming smile which convinced me to accept the drink she offered.
We introduced ourselves and Barbara busied herself making coffee. This lady was in no way a size zero. Now, I am far too much a gentleman to guess at her size, let’s just say she that had bounteous curves. But oh what a beautiful face.
We sat, or at least I did, she reclined on a day bed, and chatted; the subjects escape my memory because really I was not aware of much else than her face and those ruby lips. All my subconscious would retain was the thought of those lips wrapped around my cock. I do recall making a stupid remark about how a certain whiskey drink made me lose my inhibitions faster than anything else.
An hour past and now I was way overdue at my call, so I had to excuse myself and reluctantly leave her. At the door Barbara looked around then whispered that if should get lost again to call at her door because she would have that whiskey drink waiting to help me recover.
A full six weeks past and finding myself at a loose end, Barbara’s beautiful face jumped into my mind and, looking at the map found I wasn’t too far away from her home.
I swear that she was waiting for the moment that I was at her door because it opened almost before I had rung the bell. Her pretty face beamed at the sight of me on her door step and I was ushered straight in. With the door closed behind us she pulled me to her and kissed me; a full-blown sexual kiss, tongue and all.
Her mouth sucking at mine, her tongue performing intricate gyrations in my mouth, her hand dropped to the front on my pants. In seconds this curvaceous lady had my John-Thomas trying to burst from my pants.
I tried to break her kiss but no way was she going to allow that. With trembling fingers she managed to unzip my pants and whoa, seven inches of hard meat was being stroked by her soft palm and fingers.
With a twist of her body Barbara had us both at the day bed and with a further twist she was on her back, dress around her thighs and me between them. Shuffling her hips to move me, she positioned my cock at her panty-less pussy.
Now the first words that either of us had uttered in these few seconds since the door closed behind me. “Do it” she commanded and started to thrust her hips at my cock causing the tip to part her pussy lips.
I may be accused of thinking in stereotypical terms here but as my cock penetrated hot, wet lips I expected a loose vagina. No way! The surprise must have shown on my face because she giggled and pulled mouth to hers; this was the tightest vagina I have ever, EVER, fucked.
Barbara’s long, low moan entered my mouth; my surprised, loud grunt entered hers, as my cock travelled with some difficulty deeper into her vagina. It was as if it was being gripped by a drowning person whose only hope of survival was to grip tightly onto my dick.
I like, I want, I need, always for the female to cum first, it’s what pleases me, it’s what produces an orgasm in me that is like no other. So, I reach to start to pleasure Barbara’s clitoris, only to have her hand grab mine and indicate that it is out of bounds. In the same way, so too are her big tits; out of bounds.
After a few strokes of my dick inside this constricting passage I think to withdraw and possibly get those luscious lips to encircle it in a blow job. Two powerful legs, feet interlinked behind me hold me inside her. “Do it” is all she says and with no other option I continue to fuck her.
One big problem here, with a pussy tighter than I have ever fucked, with such a strange and exciting set of circumstances, this guy is not going to last more than five minutes at best; what the hell is Barbara going to think? I will let this girl down and badly.
Our mouths are still locked together, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her arms hold me tightly to her, her guttural moans fill my mouth and almost my lungs too, she is fucking me from underneath.
With an enormous yell Barbara breaks our kiss; my cock is being crushed by fast vaginal contractions that without warning milk me of all the cum stored at great pressure in my balls.
Barbara ushers me to her door while I am still trying to zip up my cock! She whispers, “Do it” and smiles.
The door closes behind a stunned man… me!
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So here I am, this is my fifth visit to Barbara and each visit is no different, the tightest fuck I have ever, EVER had, and all she ever says is, “Do it”.