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Another Bite
by Cheryl M.
don’t think I could eat another bite," Anna said with a satisfied sigh and a pat to her firm stomach.
It amazed me that such a small woman could eat so much without gaining an ounce. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would have never believed that this tiny woman could have just eaten that huge steak, a whole baked potato with all the trimmings, and a salad that would have satisfied the staunchest vegetarian. And of course, I haven’t mentioned the huge slab of chocolate cake she devoured without a moment of remorse.
"I’m glad you enjoyed it. I debated for the longest time about what to cook. I wanted to impress you with my culinary skills," I said with a laugh and a toss of my head.
I watched as she pushed her chair back and picked her plate off the table. Anna leaned over my chair and gently kissed my cheek. "Well, let me be the first to say, I’m very impressed," she murmured with a soft laugh in my ear.
I could feel my body becoming aroused by the closeness of her beautiful body. My jeans were definitely becoming to confining as I felt an erection begin to bulge. I was ready to remove myself from the same room as Anna, but I didn’t want to embarrass her with this obvious erection. I mean, lets face it, this was our first dinner date in complete privacy, and I wasn’t sure just how far she was willing to take this evening.
As Anna went to the sink with her dishes and mine, I struggled to get my raging hormones under control. Sliding my chair back from the table, I rose. Keeping my back to her, I said, "Here, let me help you with that."
"Nonsense," she said with a laugh. "You cooked, I’ll clean."
Not willing to debate the point, I conceded. "I’ll be in my office. Let me know when you’re done. I’ve rented a couple of movies for later."
"Ok," she said, moving around the table, removing dishes and leftover food as we talked.
As soon as I entered my office, I had to reach down and readjust my cock in my pants. This woman was having some kind of erotic affect on me! I can’t remember the last time I wanted so much to throw a woman on my dining room table and fuck her brains out.
Seating myself behind the heavy oak desk, I glanced down at the stack of bills spread haphazardly across the top. I mulled in indecision over which one to pay first. I definitely needed a raise. Ever since my roommate Mark moved out, money had been in unquestionable shortage. Needless to say, my search for a replacement roomy had not been very successful.
With my mind wandering over my financial difficulties, I failed to hear Anna enter the room. "Paying bills on a date?" She asked in a teasing tone.
"Not a chance, just wondering about things," I muttered, embarrassed at having been caught.
"Well, it seems to me that if your date were more exciting, you would not be sitting here chewing over bills."
I shot her a smile as she made her way around the side of my massive desk.
I watched in trepidation as she smiled back at me while coming around the corner and easing her sexy little ass onto the edge of my desk. Slipping off her heels, Anna nudged my knees apart, perching her feet on the chair between my knees. My eyes traveled the length of her legs, from the bottom of her delicate toes to the very top of her thighs. Her short black dress ended just below the juncture of her thighs, leaving very little to my imagination, but leaving more than enough to pique my curiosity.
With a mind of its own, my hand reached out and wrapped around her slim ankle. I could feel the goose bumps break out across her flesh as my hand slid from her ankle, over her knee, and to the edge of her skirt. I watched in anticipation as her beautiful legs parted slightly, soundlessly encouraging my hand to continue its exploration.
Casting an impish glance at her face, my hand moved to the other black stocking-clad leg and began its tenuous journey down to her other foot. I raised her foot to my mouth and gently licked each of her toes through her stockings. I could feel her shivering; I can&Mac226;t imagine too many men have such a foot fetish as I do. Such beautiful feet did this woman have, it was no wonder I was unable to control the impulse to nibble and lick.
I shifted uncomfortably in my plush chair as my cock came to full erection. I wanted to reach down and unzip my jeans, setting my cock free, but I was uncertain as to her reaction at this point. Believe me, the last thing I needed was for Anna to get nervous and run out of the house!
After adoring her luscious toes, I reached up pulling her face to mine and kissed her soul. As my tongue touched hers, I felt her nervousness melt away and I knew she was going to be mine before this night was over with.
As I stroked my tongue across hers, her hand moved behind my head, pulling her body closer to mine. She slid off of the desk and onto my lap, pressing her delicious pussy against my dick. I could feel the heat coming from her body through the fabric of my jeans. Her skirt rode up around her hips as she straddled me, one leg on each side of my chair, her body grinding tightly against mine as our kisses became more passionate, more heated with every touch of our tongues.
I reached around her body and cupped her ass in my hands, squeezing and massaging, pushing her downwards. I pushed my hips towards her, making sure she would feel my cock and know how much I wanted to bury it inside of her at this moment.
Tearing my mouth from hers, I moaned against her neck. "I want you so badly. I want to taste you, I want to make love to you." I breathlessly whispered in her ear. "Tell me yes. Tell me yes, and I’ll make you feel like no one else ever has."
Pulling away from me and taking my face in her gentle hands, her eyes met mine and quietly, impatiently she whispered, "Yes. Yes."
Our mouths met again and again, our kisses becoming wetter, our breathing harder, our caresses bolder.
My fingers found the zipper on the back of her dress and slid it down, pushing the dress off of her shoulders, exposing her beautiful breasts to my hungry eyes. Her hands found the clasp on the back of her lacy black bra and drew it off, allowing it to dangle teasingly from her index finger before letting it fall silently to the floor beside the chair.
As I watched, she cupped a breast in each hand and offered one to me. I could hear her moan in pleasure as my mouth found a sensitive nipple. My tongue flicking delicately across the tip of her breast elicited a breathless sigh as her head fell back, and her hand pulled my head more firmly to her breast.
As I was sampling these delicacies, my wandering hand slipped underneath her dress to the crotch of her panties, only to find them damp with her pussy juices. Her hips began to thrust against my fingers as I stroked her through the fabric.
Reluctantly, I drew her off my lap and to her feet. I pulled her dress over her hips and down her legs before tossing it on the floor beside her bra. Her panty hose and her black lace panties were next, until she stood completely naked before me. I leaned forward, burying my face in her pubic hair, inhaling deeply, and savoring her scent. My tongue flicked out of my mouth, grazing the outer lips of her delicious pussy, making her moan loudly in anticipation.
I picked up her slight body and placed her on my desktop, spreading her beautiful long legs wide, drinking in the sight of her so aroused and wet. I placed the tip of my index finger on her clit, pressing softly, watching as her legs reflexively tensed under my touch. I began to stroke the length of her clit, making her hips thrust slightly off the desktop.
Unable to resist the age-old impulse, I leaned down and sucked her clit firmly between my lips, brushing her clit with the tip of my tongue. The harder I sucked, the louder Anna moaned and the tighter she pulled my mouth into her body. Sliding my tongue deep into her pussy, I sucked her juices into my mouth, drinking every drop she had to offer as she hopelessly came while moaning my name.
"Oh, God, Jason, that was incredible." Still breathing heavily, she pulled me to my feet and pressed her mouth to mine, tasting herself on my lips.
Then to my vast relief, Anna reached down between my legs and began to stroke my cock through my jeans. I didn&Mac226;t think my dick could get any harder, but I was wrong. By this time, my cock was so hard that it was almost painful to the touch.
I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off, finally setting my cock free. I sat back in my chair and tugged her to her knees between my legs.
Her wet mouth opened as she took the head of my cock between her lips, licking the sensitive underside with her tongue. I could feel her teeth brushing my dick as she bobbed her head up and down, sliding the length of my cock in and out of her mouth. Anna cupped my balls in one hand as the other stroked my dick in time to the sucking of her mouth. I could feel the head of my dick pressing against the back of her throat as she took me all the way down, making my hips thrust harder and harder as I fucked her mouth, just as I had always dreamed of doing.
Her fingers roamed lower and softly stroked my asshole. As she inserted the tip of her pinkie finger just inside my ass, I couldn&Mac226;t help but moan and toss my head. This woman was more than I had ever imagined, I thought. I knew she was going to make me cum if she kept this sweet torture up for much longer. I was fucking her mouth as though I were fucking her hot little pussy, and she was meeting me stroke for stroke, thrust for thrust.
Out of patience now, I yanked Anna to her feet and turned her around, bending her over the desktop, and spreading her legs. In one swift thrust, I buried my dick in her pussy, filling her body with mine.
Without mercy, I pounded relentlessly into her body, making her almost scream in ecstasy. I could feel her pussy tighten as she came uncontrollably around my dick.
The wet, slurping noises coming from our fucking were driving me insane. I wanted to cum inside of this woman with every fiber of my being. Unable to resist, I came into her with a groan and a mighty thrust, filling her with my cum and watching as it overflowed out of her body.
"Now that’s my idea of the perfect evening," I whispered in her ear as she rested on top of my desk.-
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