1. Adventures of Miracle Steve 3


    Date: 3/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Author: DeathsKnight, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    the BMW had traction control, but even then it fishtailed slightly. Steve at first thought that it was a very bad idea to have her drive, but pretty soon it became apparent that she could drive and drive well even when slightly plastered. The radio was on and pumping out Rock and Pop music, there wasn’t much talking, only her shouting out particular landmarks to him as they cruised the streets. He looked around as she brought the car to a halt outside of a condo unit, even from where they sat he could see that it had a great view out over the ocean. She tossed her windblown hair and got out, “Come along, time for you to have some coffee.” He got out and looked around. “You live here?” She shrugged, “At times yes.” She led the way to a door, up two flights of steps and unlocked a frosted glass door. Inside everything was gray and white with the odd black and chrome breaking up the colour scheme a bit. She turned to him and smiled, motioning him closer, he wasn’t quite sure what she was up to, since he was there to have coffee. What he didn’t expect was her arms around his neck, her lips upon his and her tongue slipping between his lips. Of course when a woman of her particular attraction and obvious wares kissed you, you only resisted if you were morally inclined to do so...he wasn’t. Their hands were soon stroking each other, her one hand ran over his back, the other not wasting time at softly rubbing his crotch. He, on the other hand, was not so direct. He was stroking her ...
    back, managing to stroke her ass through the cargo shorts. When their lips finally parted, both of them slightly out of breath and he could still taste the Martini on his lips, she stepped backwards out of his embrace and without hesitation reached for the hem of her blouse, pulling it up and over her head, she wore a white bra underneath and she smiled at him as his eyes seemed to transfix on her very generous bosom encased in a silky restraint. “You have seen my car topless; I guess it’s only fair that you see me topless as well.” Clearly a lady to not waste time, she reached behind herself, giving him an even better view of her cleavage, with a deft movement the cups of the bra released and her breasts sagged downwards, not much, but enough to make him swallow, his mouth suddenly dry in anticipation of what was to come. He looked up at her and she had a rather smug smile on her face, she knew exactly what her little show was doing to him. “After you.” First he didn’t comprehend, then he understood and undid the buttons on the shirt, slipping it off and tossing it over the chair to his right, turning back to find her on her knees, her hands deftly working on his belt and button. His cock was out in an almost record time and he watched as she sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue circling and stroking over the head, her blue eyes looking up at him as she licked his cock, slowly sliding the hardening shaft into her mouth, withdrew his cock from her mouth, keeping only the ...
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