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Donna's Lunch
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From : Elbee 10 Jan 95
Subj : DONNA'S LUNCH
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Donna was breathless with excitement when she picked me up that Saturday
morning in mid June. As soon as I got in the car she practically jumped
into my arms. Her hands were all over me!
"Hi lover! I've missed you this past week. But I've got lots to
tell you!" She exclaimed as her hand wandered down to my crotch.
She began rubbing my cock through the very short denim cutoffs I
was wearing. I could feel it begin to stiffen and swell under the
ministrations of this gorgeous lady and her talented hands.
Donna was in her early thirties, about 10 years older than me and
very unsophisticated when it came to sex. Six feet tall, long legs that
didn't quit until they reached her shapely ass, and breasts that must
have been the envy of every woman in the state. They were 42 D's and
topped with dark brown areola that were 6" in diameter and big rubbery
nipples like pencil erasers.
She and her husband had some sort of understanding and they both
did their fucking elsewhere. We had been seeing each other, mostly on
weekends, for about a month. At our last encounter I had taught her how
to masturbate. It had turned into a pretty wild time.
This was a woman with plenty of pent up passion. An insatiable
lover who enjoyed new experiences and was in a constant state of sexual
arousal. Donna's husband, whoever he was, apparently had a good job.
She always had plenty of money, and she always paid the bill for whatever
we did.
She was also a great dresser. Whatever she wore always took
full
advantage of her full ripe body. Today Donna wore a short flowered
summer dress. It was made of thin material and was cut very low across
her breasts and buttoned from the top all the way to the bottom. The top
two buttons were not fastened, making the already low neckline even lower
and allowing a tantalizing view of her ample breasts. I could tell that
she wasn't wearing a bra because I could see those pencil eraser nipples
jutting against the thin material of the dress.
Because she liked to show off her beautiful legs, Donna always
wore short skirts and dresses. Today's number was in a league by
itself.
Cut so that it ended right at the bottom of that great ass, it concealed
very little. It appeared to me that even if she bent ever so slightly
her cheeks would be visible to everyone.
Today we were going into the city to visit a museum, one of my
favorite places. As we drove off down the road Donna, her hand still
massaging my stiff cock, began to tell me about her week.
"Oh darling, I practiced everything you taught me! It was
wonderful. Every time I found myself thinking about you I masturbated
myself to a delicious cum. Once I was even caught at it! It just made
it that much sexier.
"I went out to lunch one day to a little restaurant out in the
country. I was seated in a booth that faced the windows that overlook
the woods. There weren't many people there and there was only one table
between me and the window. An older man, quite attractive, was seated
there eating his lunch and reading the Wall Street Journal.
"I don't know what happened. One minute I was looking at the
menu and the next minute I was thinking about you and feeling horny as
hell. Well, I remembered what you told me. No one was looking so I
reached down to masturbate my pussy.
"It was then that I realized that I had forgotten what you told
me about wearing panties! I was still wearing them. I didn't want to
take the time to take them off. I was getting wetter by the second and I
wanted to cum.
"So I spread my legs and put my hand down the waistband of my
panties. Oh it felt so good! I started rubbing up and down on my slit.
I could feel my clit sticking out and each time my finger touched it I
could feel a waive of pleasure rush over my whole body.
"I heard a sound behind me and I realized that the waitress was
coming to take my order. I was so excited I could barely talk. Somehow
I gave her my order, my hand still in my lap just barely touching my
pussy.
"As soon as she left I started up again. I put a finger in my
pussy hole and practically came on the spot it felt so good. My wetness
drenched my finger and when I took it out I could hear a tiny squishing
sound.
"I finger fucked myself for a few moments, trying hard to stifle
the sounds of pleasure that I usually make. I must have had really been
getting into it because all of a sudden I opened my eyes and saw the man
at the next table looking right at me. His eyes were wide as he watched
me frigging myself under the table. I looked around. He was the only
person who could see me.
"It was about that time that the waitress brought both of our
lunches and left. I decided that he had seen enough that I might as well
give him a real show. Besides, I learned last weekend that having
someone watch you masturbate can be a real turn-on.
"I took my hand out of my panties and brought my knees back
together. Then I lifted my hips and began to roll my panties down my
legs. I made quite a production of it too! Then I wadded up my panties
and stuck them in my purse. I spread my legs again and used two fingers
of one hand to hold my pussy lips apart. I stuck a finger back in my hot
wet hole once again and began to move it around. Then I slowly removed
my finger. It was shiny and coated with my juices. I put it in my mouth
and slowly licked off all of the pussy juice, swirling my tongue around
my finger just like I was sucking a cock.
"When I looked back at the man I was amazed to see that he had
taken out his cock and was slowing stroking it as he watched me.
Apparently public masturbation is a game that two can play.
"The sight of his fat hard cock was so exciting! I knew it
wouldn't take me long to cum. And boy did I want to cum!
"Still holding my pussy lips apart, I took my clit between my
thumb and forefinger and began to jack it off, just like you taught me.
My actions mimicked those of the man across from me. I slid down a
little in the booth, to give him a better view, and really started going
at it.
"I was so worked up that I didn't care who saw me or what they
did about it. I just wanted to cum. As I continued to jack off my clit
I could see the man keeping pace with me. Before long a few drops of
pre-cum moistened the end of his cock. By this time I could tell that he
was pretty worked up too.
"I knew that I was getting close so I picked up the pace. I
guess I was pretty much out of control. There I was in a public place,
no panties, my legs spread, rubbing my clit for all it was worth and
letting a stranger watch the whole thing while he stroked his cock. What
a turn-on!"
"Spreading my legs even wider, I started humping my hand. I
couldn't help it. Jacking off my clit felt so good that my hips just
started moving all by themselves. Now I could feel my climax starting.
I was getting all hot and I was breathing so hard I was afraid someone
would come over to see what was the matter."
"My masturbating partner kept pace with me, never missing a
stroke. I was really close now. The feeling in my pussy was
indescribable! It felt like my clit was growing and growing. Each time
I stroked it up and down waves of pleasure washed over my body."
"Suddenly I began to cum. The pleasure was unbearable. My
breath was coming in great racking sobs and I could feel a hot white heat
sear through my wet throbbing cunt! I was cuming and cuming and I knew
that the man knew I was cuming.
"His face took on a look of concentration and determination. I
began staring at his cock. It was almost as if I was looking through a
magnifying glass it seemed so close. The head was dark red and shiny
with pre-cum. He kept stroking and stroking. All at once his body
tensed. He gave two more strokes and then he began to shudder all over
and cum started squirting out of the end of his cock. His semen was
white and thick and stringy. It settled in a puddle under his table.
"A few moments later he had hastily wiped himself off with his
napkin and was finishing his lunch. I had recovered, at least partially,
and was suddenly ravenous. I finished my lunch and asked for the check.
The last time I saw him he was still sitting there. A big smile on his
face.
"I went outside and got in my car. It was like I had been
dreaming but I knew this was real. I could not believe what I had done.
As I sat there reflecting on what I had done and got turned on all over
again. In fact I was so turned on that I masturbated again right there.
It only took me about 20 seconds to cum all over again.
"Well, that's my story. It was quite an experience. Now, we've
got a whole beautiful Saturday to ourselves. Telling you all of this has
made me horny. My cunt is all wet and squishy. Let's go somewhere and
fuck!"
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