1. The 4 1/2 litre Bentley


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Prostitution, Reluctance, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    obvious now that she was clearly frustrated that I had shown no interest in bedding her. I had to wait until Monday evening and then when I arrived at Angela's flat she was not home and her flatmate Kitty greeted me, "Oh, for me?" she jokes as I stood there with a bottle of LaFite 35 and a bunch of roses. "Oh, no, sorry," I said, "Is Angela in?" "No, not yet, she told me, you know," Kitty said, "How you dumped her in Shrewsbury." She smiled prettily, she was very nice really but the wrong sort, her father worked for the gas board and her mother in a factory kitchen, grammar school girl you see, airs and graces but really common as muck, very pretty though, ready smile not like Angela's scowl. "Coffee?" she asked, I refused knowing how short of coupons they were and made a mental note to scrounge some more from Mr Walker who often had some spare items under the counter at the right price of course at his corner shop. "Will you come in and wait for her, or don't you think you can resist me?" she asked. I swallowed, my willy was throbbing awkwardly, I felt the need to bare her pert little breasts and bury my head between them, to pull her skirt and panties off and. "I'll come back later," I said awkwardly. "Oh, are you scared I'll jump you?" she joked. "Something like that!" I agreed and I waved as I returned to the Bentley and sat there miserably nursing a huge erection. Eventually I saw Angela in my mirrors and I jumped from the car, "Angela!" I cried, "I'm so sorry." "You ...
    bastard!" she snapped and she shot into her flat and slammed the door. I followed and knocked on the door, "Angela!" I pleaded. Kitty let me in, "She doesn't," she said so I pushed her aside, "Geoffrey!" she squealed. "No!" Angela protested, "I'm not talking to you!" I put the wine and flowers down and walked up to her, she stood her chest heaving with indignation, her white blouse and dark jacket the personification of the dutiful secretary hiding the boiling cauldron of passion I knew existed within her waiting to be released. "Angela," I said and I simply reached out and grasped her jacket and pulled it open then I took the neckline of her blouse and simply ripped it open to reveal her bra from which I released her breasts before she could react. "No!" she protested but I had my hands on her hips pulling her skirt, and panties down leaving just her suspenders and stockings as I pushed her down onto the carpet beside the coffee table and released my erection from my trousers. "No, Geoffrey!" Angela protested. "Geoffrey what on earth has got into you!" Kitty demanded as she stood in the doorway but then I had Angela's thighs apart and there somewhere in a mass of dark curls I knew there lurked a cunt. I explored with my fingers and found the outline of a slit and quickly aimed the tip of my willy at her and thrust hard, my willy slipped off the first time, and the next two but on the fourth attempt it reluctantly began to slide inside her insufficiently lubricated innards as ...
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