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Helen's Last Day
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From : Throbber 26 Jan 95
Subj : Helen's Last Day
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Helen is a beautiful woman, although a little on the large side. One certainly
wouldn't say she was fat though - more like, cuddly.
She's around 5'10", has short dark hair, beautiful dark brown eyes and a
wonderfully, warm smile that makes me shiver every time I look at her. Her
breasts are a little small, although she often wears those push-up bra's to
great effect, and her legs are long and shapely with quite full, firm thighs and
an arse to match. Quite often, while I'm working, I find my eyes slowly drift
over in her direction - I like to look at her and take in her feminine features.
I really needed to fuck this woman but I was never quite sure how to approach
her about it.
Helen's a real happening sort of person - she's always out socialising and
partying - and also likes drinking with friends. I, on the other hand, am
fairly quiet and reserved. I very rarely drink but don't mind one every now and
then. Helen often calls me "boring". I guess, by her standards I would be, but
that's just me - that's the way I am.
Anyhow, she had gotten a transfer interstate, and since this was her last day,
had arranged for all of her workmates, myself included, to go down to the local
pub after work for a few break-up drinks. "I'd really appreciate it if you
would come along," she said to me in a sweet, almost pleading voice. I looked
into her eyes and could see that she genuinely meant it. "Okay," I said. I
figured tonight would probably be the last time I'd see her, so if I was going
to score with her it would have to be tonight.
oooooOOOOOooooo
The night wore on and everybody began to get tired, and drunk. Slowly, one by
one, they all farewelled Helen and began to leave. Before long, we were the
only two left at the table. I looked down at my watch. "What time is it?" she
asked me. "Half past ten," I replied. She looked at me in wide eyed disbelief.
"I didn't realise it was so late. Perhaps we should make a move and see about
going home," she said. I agreed. We both rose from the table and walked out to
where I had parked my car. I had only had two beers all night so I was well
within my capabilities of driving. - which, as I was soon to find out, would
prove to be quite a bonus.
Driving home, we chatted about all the times at work we had shared. We never
really talked to each other that much at work but tonight, the conversation just
seemed to flow naturally. We both realised that despite our differences, we
would miss each other. Occassionally, I would quickly glance over at Helen.
The skirt she was wearing had ridden up quite a way when she sat down in the
car. I wanted to reach out and touch her legs - glide my hands all over them
and feel her smooth, soft skin.
The conversation seemed quite innocent and uneventful until we were about three
blocks away from Helen's house. She suddenly turned to me and said, "You want
to fuck me don't you?" "What!?" I couldn't believe she just said that. She
moved her hand onto my leg and rubbing it up and down, repeated herself - this
time in a much sweeter voice. "You want to fuck me?" I looked at her. Her
eyes seemed to be sparkling with desire - or something. She had to be drunk.
Funny though, she didn't look it. "This isn't the bottle talking or anything?"
I asked her. "No - I'm serious. I've seen the way you look at me at work.
Believe me, I know desire when I see it. I must say that I'm really flattered
though." I couldn't believe this was happening. How could I sit there and say
no to her? Still, I wasn't too sure how I should react.
We pulled up outside her house and she turned to look at me again. "Are you
going to come inside?" I was nervous, but at the same time, excited. "Sure," I
replied. We both hopped out of the car and walked up to the front door of her
house. As she unlocked the door and we went through, she told me to take a seat
in the living room while she changed into something more comfortable. Amazing,
I only thought girls said that in the movies.
oooooOOOOOooooo
She went upstairs and after a few minutes came down wearing a white silk gown.
She stood before me and looked at me. I stared straight back at her, looking
her up and down. She seemed to be looking for some sign of appreciation from
me. "You look," I paused, "beautiful." Slowly, smiling at me, she untied her
gown and let it fall to the floor. Underneath, she was wearing a white lace bra
and panties. I could see her nipples and her neatly trimmed pussy through the
thin material. I liked the way the soft light bounced off her lightly tanned
skin, accentuating her gentle curves. My heart was pounding. She did indeed
look very beautiful.
Slowly and without a word, she moved across the room and knelt before me,
unzipping my trousers. She reached into them and pulled my cock from my
underpants. My cock slowly began to swell up, getting very hard as she held it
in her hands. It was not until just then that I noticed how beautiful her hands
were - they were smooth and delicate and her fingers were quite long and
attractive. They looked so good wrapped around my dick. She held it there for
a moment as it kept growing. I was beginning to wonder when it would stop - I
had never seen it so big in my entire life.
She guided my cock towards her mouth and started to kiss the head of it, gently
licking the entire length of my shaft. I reached down and held her head in my
hands. She looked up at me and smiled, then she opened her lips wide and
engulfed the entire length of my cock, burying her nose in my pubic hair.
"Where on earth did it all go?" I thought to myself. I didn't really care about
the answer - all I knew was that I was in heaven. Her mouth felt so warm around
my stiff cock and she definately knew how to handle it - flicking her tongue
across the head of it, licking it up and down and gulping the entire thing back
into her mouth. I must have sat there for at least ten minutes while she sucked
and licked my cock. I could feel my balls starting to tighten up with an
impending orgasm and I knew that very soon I was going to blow my load all over
the place. Helen seemed to sense this too. Suddenly she stopped and stood up.
"Not yet," she whispered. I stood up to face her and slowly put my arms around
her. Just as I thought - she WAS cuddly. I pressed my lips against hers and she
quickly darted her head back an inch. I looked at her puzzled and she smiled at
me once again. So, she liked to tease eh?
I move my head forward to kiss her again and this time she didn't move away.
Her lips were very soft and I could feel her warm breath in my mouth. We kissed
passionately for a couple of minutes, occassionally sharing our tongues with
each other. As we continued to kiss I moved my arms to her bra strap and
unhooked it. I stepped back from her bringing her bra with me. She moved her
arms out of the straps and stood there proudly displaying her breasts to me. In
this light, they didn't look quite as small as I'd always thought - in fact they
were quite a nice size.
I raised my right hand and cupped it around her left breast, gently stroking her
nipple with my thumb. Quickly, it sprang to attention. I moved to put my mouth
around it and slowly began caressing her other breast with my left hand. I
kissed her breasts all over, concentrating on her sensitive nipples. By this
time, Helen was breathing quite heavily, letting out a muffled moan of pleasure
every now and then. As I continued kissing and sucking on her breasts, we
slowly lay down on the thick sheepskin rug we were standing on.
I slowly kissed my way down her body, across her stomach, down the tops of her
legs and back up the insides of her thighs. Eventually, I reached her panties
which were quite damp by this stage, and slowly gripping them on each side with
my hands, pulled them away from her wet snatch and down those lovely, long and
silky smooth legs. She brought her legs up to help me take them off and in a
short moment, she was lying there completely naked.
Her pussy looked so inviting. She had soft, puffy lips with just a small amount
of neatly trimmed dark, curly hair just above her slit. Her cunt glistened with
her juices and her scent was slowly beginning to surround me. I moved my head
between her legs and began slowly probing her pussy with my tongue. This girl
was so sweet - I had never tasted anything quite like her before! I continued
flicking my tongue in and out of her, gently rubbing her clit with my fingers.
I slipped one of my fingers into her warm hole. She let out a soft moan of
pleasure and started to buck and grind her pussy against my hand. I slipped in
a second finger and slowly began pushing them in and out of her as I sucked and
licked at her clit, bringing her to an earth-shattering orgasm. She was
starting to make quite a bit of noise now. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your hard
dick!" she was groaning.
oooooOOOOOooooo
With all her commotion and screaming, I was getting quite horny now. I took my
cock in my hand and guided it between her legs. I pressed it against the
opening of her cunt and with one long, gentle move I pushed it deep into her. I
thought I was going to come right then and there! Her pussy hugged my cock so
tightly and yet I could move in and out of her so easily. I lay there on top of
her, thrusting my hard cock in and out of her as shen continued to scream and
moan wildly. I pounded her for a few minutes then, taking each other in our
arms, we rolled over. Helen moved to better position herself and taking my
pulsating cock in her hand once again, she squatted above me and lowered herself
onto me, impaling herself on my rod. She let out another squeal of delight as
she slid right down the length of my dick.
She put her hands on my chest as she began to slide up and down my rod. She
lifted herself right up, almost clearing the head of my cock and then slid right
back down again, taking my entire length back up inside her. I looked up at her
face as she rode my dick. She was staring lovingly back at me. I reached up
and began to fondle her breasts which were quivering with every move she made.
I moved my hands to her waist and held her as she slid up and down. I could
feel her warm juices running down the length of my cock and trickling over my
balls. All the while we were staring into each other's eyes.
After a couple of minutes, Helen closed her eyes and slowly leaned her head
right back. She slowed her movements on top of me and I could feel her body
starting to tense. With one final thrust I rammed my cock deep into her and
held it there for a moment. I felt her cunt tighten around my dick as she
reached another orgasm. Her pussy was rhythmically squeezing my dick - almost
as if she were trying to milk my cum out of me.
It worked. Just as her pussy started to squeeze my dick, I felt that wonderful
feeling welling up in my balls again. Before long I was shooting jet after jet
of creamy jism deep within the realms of her glorious body. She must have felt
this, because her eyes snapped open and we stared at each other once more, as we
realised what was going on. Helen then collapsed into my arms on top of me. We
kissed again, then lay there on the rug, still holding one another in our arms,
and slowly drifted off to sleep.
oooooOOOOOooooo
It's been six weeks since that wonderful night we shared together and we still
keep in touch, ringing each other almost every night. I will be travelling
interstate to see her next month. I can hardly wait...
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