1. The Escort Revisits the Widower


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    down her body and said, “You’re absolutely stunning, Amy. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind.” “Thank you,” she replied, “That’s a nice compliment.” She sat down in the chair in front of him and pushed his hand away from his cock. “Let me do this for you. Don’t hold back; we have all night.” With that she slipped her mouth over the tip of his cock and slowly slid her lips down its length. He gasped when her lips kissed the base. She took his hands in hers and guided them to her head, indicating he should take control. He readily realized his station and he held her head carefully as he pumped slowly in and out of her warm mouth. “I’ve never done this before,” he whispered, “you’re amazing.” Amy could not respond but used one hand to lightly fondle his scrotum. She wanted him to come at his own pace and she let him use her mouth for a long time. When his breathing became audibly quicker and she felt him throbbing in her mouth, she grabbed his balls and pulled down gently. He gasped again as her hand did things he had not felt before but he did not protest or make a move to impede her purpose. When she used her fingernails to scratch his balls, he grunted and made quick short thrusts into her mouth. Within seconds he groaned out loud and his legs stiffened as he rose up on the balls of his feet. Amy removed her mouth at the critical moment and gripped his shaft with a hand. She squeezed, and then cupped her other hand over the crown. He rocked, pumping in and out her ...
    fist, balanced on his toes. He moaned in absolute pleasure as his ejaculate coated her fingers and palm. When his climax subsided and he was still panting, she stood and displayed her hand. With the sexiest voice she could muster she asked him, “Have you ever tasted yourself?” He opened his mouth and said “No…” just as she slid a slippery finger into his mouth. Her other hand tipped his chin, gently closing his mouth. He let the finger rest on his tongue but for a second or two and made such a disgusting face that it made Amy laugh out loud. “I’m sorry; I just wanted to shock you,” she said apologetically. “Cleanup is my job.” And she licked her fingers suggestively. She took his hand and said, “Show me where I can wash my hands and then I’d like you to return the favor; would you mind?” He clasped her hand tightly and turned into the hallway, answering eagerly, “I would love to return the favor; trust me.” As they held hands walking to the master bedroom, she playfully swung their arms. His erection pointed the way. The bedroom was spacious with large dark wood furniture, including a king size bed with several pillows at the head. When she emerged from the adjoining bathroom, he was sitting patiently on the edge of the bed, still semi-erect. He stood as she approached the bed, watched her pull all the covers down to the foot and climb onto the bed on her back. She rolled her hips and pushed two pillows under her backside, propping her hips up slightly off the soft mattress. ...
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