| Straight: Serial Stories: Taking Stock - Part One (2/3) |
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Sarah’s blouse, untucking it from her skirt. Her lacy white bra was front fastening; her rushed breathing caused her breasts to heave against the material. Mike cupped them in his hands, gently massaging. Already he could feel the nipples awakening. Still kissing her mouth, he eased her breasts together and expertly worked the clasp apart. Sarah laughed. ‘You’ve still not lost your touch’. ‘Never!’ chuckled Mike. Now free of a bra, Mike tilted his head down and took a nipple between his lips. It was hot and taut. Sarah gasped as he flicked his tongue back and forth over it. Once it was wet Mike gently blew on it before circling it with the tip of his tongue, teasing her. Sarah grabbed the back of his head, pulling him to her other nipple. Her head dropped back as she looked at the ceiling. ‘My needle dick husband can’t do this to me! I want you to fuck me, Mike’. ‘Happy to oblige,’ Mike responded. Mike’s hands were now massaging her ass, pulling her against his bulge, letting her know that he was more than ready. He moved his hands to her hips, turning her away from him. Roughly he pushed her to an old desk, and she grabbed its edge, already understanding his intention. As she supported herself Mike slid her dress up around her hips. He drew in a deep breath as he saw that she was wearing lacy hold ups and a tiny pair of satin briefs. The briefs soon disappeared down her legs and were slipped into his trouser pocket. Mike slid down his trousers and shorts, freeing his bulging member. With one hand on the small of her back and the other guiding his cock, he teased her opening from behind. Sarah gasped and pushed herself backwards, her pussy opening in consent. Mike eased himself into her, Sarah more than meeting him halfway. It soon became apparent that it had been a long time since Sarah had been fucked. Mike barely had to move. Sarah was fit from her hours at the gym and she was more than able to pump her own hips, fucking herself on Mike’s rigid cock. Her pussy greedily rode him, tightening itself around his girth. Mike leant forward and cupped her swinging breasts; they felt full and heavy in his hands. He twisted her nipples between his fingers, making her gasp and increase her pumping on his cock. Sarah was approaching her climax, Mike could see the back of her neck taking on a red glow and her breathing had become ragged. Before she could orgasm, Mike withdrew and quickly led her to a pile of old bedding due for despatch. ‘I want to watch your face as you cum,’ explained Mike. Sarah flashed her famous smile again and lay back, allowing Mike his first real view of her body in 25 years. Her breasts were heavier than he recalled, but her nipples still pointed in the right direction. Her skin, whilst now flushed, retained its smoothness and her stomach was flat and toned. Between her legs was a neatly trimmed thatch and Mike caught a glimpse of her pink engorged lips. Kneeling between her parted thighs, Mike rested his swollen bulb on her hot pussy. It was wet and he easily slid back into her. He raised her long, shapely legs and kissing each one in turn he began to piston himself inside her. Sarah writhed underneath him, clearly enjoying the ride. Mike fucked her with a fierce passion, his mouth moving from |
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