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Lisa and I climb into the hearse, the leather seats cool against our skin as we settle in for the drive home. I start the engine, and the purr of the motor fills the hearse’s interior. I glance over at Lisa and see a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“You were amazing up there,” she says, her voice low and husky, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I couldn’t take my eyes off you.”
I grin, unable to resist the urge to flirt back. “Well, you weren’t too bad yourself,” I tease, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. “I think they were applauding for you, not me.”
She laughs, the sound light and carefree. “Flatterer,” she says, her cheeks flushing pink with pleasure. “But seriously, Frank, I’m so proud of you. You handled yourself with such grace and poise up there.”
“I am so gonna fuck you silly tonight,” I say, pressing harder on the accelerator as Lisa chuckles excitedly.
“I can’t wait.”
We reach the floral shop and start making out. My hands roam all over her body. It doesn’t take long to figure out from her breathing that she is ready for me.
We take our clothes off, and it’s immediately evident that she isn’t wearing anything underneath. Awesome, I think to myself. Easier access. It’s also clear that she is freshly shaved. She feels like warm silk and is already dripping wet.
I decide to prolong this experience and tease her a bit. I make it a point to explore everywhere—except for her slit, though that is where I desperately want to go. I work my way up toward the sensitive button I know I’ll find at the crest of her pussy.
As I get closer, she begins to squirm, trying to get my probing fingers to slip farther into her center. I use my other arm to hold her hips still. I am in control—and now she knows it.
I find her clit protruding from its hood and begin to circle it with my thumb, using some of her wetness as lubrication. She starts taking short, sharp breaths as she fights to remain quiet.
Every time my thumb comes close to her clit at the top, she bites her lip, and her eyes flash. This is quickly becoming a game in which the goal is to see how close I can get to making her scream and moan in pleasure. I am now rock-hard and have some wetness of my own.
I take further control of the situation, wrapping my arm around her hips to drag her into my lap. Her incredible ass is now fully on top of me, writhing and grinding against my hard cock, which aches to be released.
With great effort, I snap my focus back and take control of the situation. With a wink, I move my fingers straight down from her clit and begin caressing her folds.
My fingers move up and down with incredible ease, and I quickly find the passage to her womb. With no preamble, I insert my first two fingers deep into her pussy, with my thumb resting squarely on her clit. I start fingering her, slowly at first, then building up speed,
enjoying the warmth and wetness that envelops my fingers.
Now inside the apartment at the back of the floral shop, her head lays back on the arm of the couch, one hand on her right tit and the other over her mouth to stifle the moans
she knows will soon threaten to escape her beautiful lips. Her writhing is beginning to have an effect on me, and I long for release, but this is all about her. I will hold it off for her.
Her breath grows more and more ragged by the second as I pick up the pace of my fingering. She wraps her arms around me and buries her face in my neck. In between gasps, she whispers, “Don’t fucking stop. I’m so close . . .”
My arm is beginning to tire, but her words push me on. I crook my middle finger inside to rub up against the back of her pubic bone, where I feel her magic spot. At this, she lets out a whimper, biting my shoulder to stifle herself. It hurts a little but is invigorating at the same time. I turn my head closer to her ear and whisper, “Cum for me . . . I need to feel you cum . . .”
Within seconds, I feel the telltale clamping of her walls on my fingers. She bucks her hips, grinding into my hand and riding out the waves of pleasure that ripple through her body.
I’m impressed that she managed to keep quiet through her orgasm.
Her breathing gradually slows. She feels my hard-on, still present and aching to be released
, and a small giggle escapes her mouth. She wiggles her ass on my dick, making me jump a little. I pull my fingers from her dripping pussy and decide to have a taste,
surprised at how amazing her juices taste. She bites her lip again, taking a few more seconds to compose herself, then lifts herself off the couch.
She stands up and grabs my hand. Without a word, she locks her enthralling eyes on me and pulls me into a standing position.
My erection pokes her in the belly. She looks down, then back up at me with a wink. Then, she leads me around the living room table to the bedroom.
Apparently, it’s her turn to take charge. She doesn’t say a word but gently closes the door behind us. She turns around, presses herself into me, and pulls my mouth to hers for a deep, sensual kiss. I’m tentative at first, but the intensity of her kisses erases that quickly.
I reach up and lay the palm of my hand along her sexy jawline, then open my mouth to probe hers with my tongue. She responds in kind, and our tongues begin an erotic dance.
As we make out, she reaches down and begins to fumble with my belt. Eager, I try to help her, but she stops me, breaking our kiss long enough to say, “No. Let me. It’s your turn.”
