("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text













Archive name: lisa.txt (MF, wife, work, sacrilege)
Authors name: Richard the Black (blackrichard@juno.com)
Story title : Little Lisa Loves it All

--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2002.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  You may post freely to non-commercial
"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.
Thank you for your consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Little Lisa Loves it All (MF, wife, work, sacrilege)
by Richard the Black (blackrichard@juno.com)

***

Sweet married Lisa, a good Christian wife, goes on 
vacation and comes back a sex crazed vixen. She 
immediately allows a male co-worker with a long time 
crush on her to do anything and everything he wants to 
her in their workplace and a nearby vacant lot. 

***

The bus dropped me at work almost an hour before anyone 
else showed up, usually, and as the place was still 
locked up, I had to wait outside until someone with a key 
got there. It was a pain, especially in winter, but it 
was the only bus that would get me there on time. 

I was surprised that morning, then, when a little red 
Toyota I recognized as Lisa's car pulled into the parking 
lot only five minutes after I got there. Lisa had been 
away for a week on vacation; I guessed she must want to 
get an early start on her first day back.

She got out of her car and walked over to me, smiling 
brightly. Lisa is a tiny little woman, about 4'10, but 
her height is actually brought on by some medication her 
mother took when pregnant. Lisa has the weight and shape 
she would have had if she'd been six to eight inches 
taller, which on her translates to frankly huge 44DD 
breasts and an otherwise chunky, solid little build. 
Frizzy blond-brown hair cut short and blue eyes behind 
big oversize glasses and a frankly sexy voice.

I'd had a very sexual crush on her since I'd started 
working for that company, where Lisa was receptionist, 
but she was married and I was living with someone, and 
beyond that, Lisa was very old fashioned and straight 
laced and deeply religious, so I'd never thought there 
was anything in it... although I'd closed my eyes many 
times while fucking my girlfriend and imagined it was 
Lisa. 

Today she gave me a big hug, which was unusual for her. I 
hugged her back, naturally. 

"Welcome back," I said, grinning. "Getting an early 
start?"

Much to my shock, she turned her face up and stood on 
tiptoe, so I obliged bending down and kissing her lightly 
on the mouth. It was a very brief kiss, but there was a 
little more lip to it than a peck, which also surprised 
me. 

"Oh, I'm sure I have a lot of work piled up," she said, 
lowering her
face and hugging me again. I held her for a minute or so, 
squeezing her, wondering at my good fortune. 

"We've all missed you," I said, finally. 

"I missed you too," she said into my chest, then let me 
go and opened the door. 

Once inside she went around efficiently flicking on all 
the lights, unlocking the front door, starting the coffee 
maker, checking the fax machine. I just kind of drifted 
around. Finally I sat down in one of the visitor's chairs 
next to her reception desk. We had at least 40 minutes 
until anyone else showed up. 

"Come sit down and talk to me," I demanded petulantly. 

She poked her head around the corner from where she was 
in the break room. "Come sit in here," she said. 

I got up and went in. She was bustling around, just 
finishing up with the coffee machine, putting the coffee 
back in the cupboard. Kidding around, I went up behind 
her and put my arms around her shoulders and kissed the 
top of her head. I expected her to sigh in exasperation 
and slap my hands and pull free. Instead she kind of 
giggled and wiggled back against me and said "Wait until 
I'm done here. Jeez." 

I went over and sat down in one of the break room chairs. 
She finished putting the coffee things away and came 
over. I expected her to pull up another chair; instead, 
she smiled impishly and plopped down into my lap. "Well? 
What do you want to talk about?"

I was shocked, but pleased. I ran my hand over her 
forehead, smoothing some of her thick curly locks of hair 
back out of her eyes. "How was your vacation?"

She rocked on my lap a little and rolled her eyes. "Oh, 
it was okay. Kind of boring. John and I" (John was her 
husband) "didn't do much." Her eyes came down to mine and 
she looked concerned. "Am I too heavy?"

I slapped her rump gently through her conservative, hem-
below-the-knees plaid skirt. "Nope. I like holding you 
like this." 

Her hand came down and covered mine on her ass, pressing 
it there. "I
like it too," she half whispered. 

"Mmmm," I said. I put my other hand on her cheek to hold 
her head in place, tilted my head, and tried kissing her 
mouth again. Lightly but firmly, pressing my lips to 
hers, waiting for any response. After a second or so her 
lips trembled open under mine and I felt her tongue tip 
probing uncertainly. I met it quickly with mine and our 
mouths opened further and our tongues joined more 
forcefully. She moaned into my mouth and put her hands on 
my shoulders and leaned forward into the kiss, sliding 
her tongue past my lips, moaning again when I nibbled on 
her tongue tip and then began to suck strongly on it. 

My hands came up and began squeezing her heavy breasts 
through her white, button up top. Normally really large 
breasts aren't much of a turn on for me, but Lisa was 
such a doll, and so sweet, that I found everything about 
her sexy. She gasped as I started squeezing and rubbing 
her nipples through her blouse and heavy duty bra, and 
broke the kiss long enough to sit back, breathing hard, 
and unbutton her blouse all the way down to the last two 
buttons.

I slid my hands inside her bra and began rubbing my palms 
over her smooth, soft breastflesh, using fingers and 
thumbs to gently pinch and rub her large, sexy, brown 
nipples into erection. Then I lifted one breast up out of 
its bra cup with both hands and bent my head to her 
nipple, taking the tiny nub jutting up in the midst of a 
dark brown aereola as large as my palm between my teeth, 
drawing another gasp from her as I nibbled, then licked, 
then began to suck. 

She let me go back and forth between both nipples with my 
mouth for several minutes, holding my head to her and 
moaning her appreciation. Then she pushed my head away. 
"We only have about half an hour left," she said 
throatily. 

"Well," I said helpfully, "you can drive me home tonight 
if you want. Or we could take lunch together..."

"Both," she said firmly, then licked her lips. "But 
there's something I can't wait to do with you." She 
scrambled off my lap and quickly dropped to her knees in 
front of me. "John never lets me go down on him," she 
said petulantly, unsnapping my pants somewhat clumsily, 
fumbling for the zipper, pulling it down, and reaching it 
to find my cock with her small, soft fingers. "So this is 
his fault." She pulled my hard cock out and holding it 
around the base, began to pepper the head with light 
little kisses. 

I looked down at her. "I thought John was the only guy 
you'd ever had sex with," I said, amazed. 

She nodded, licking my cockhead now with slow, deliberate 
strokes of her tongue. 

"So how do you know you like to suck cock if he never 
lets you do it?" I asked.

She was running her tongue up and down the underside of 
my shaft now, fluttering it like butterfly wings just 
under the flange of my circumcised cockhead. 

"When we were on vacation there was this big black guy 
named Larry staying at the hotel with us," she said, 
between licks. "He kept trying to get me to have sex with 
him. Of course I wouldn't. Finally he caught me by myself 
in the pool cabana one afternoon. He really scared me and 
when he took his swim trunks off he was huge down 
there... I didn't think I could take him. He said if I'd 
just... you know... use my mouth on him... blow him... 
he'd leave me alone after that. I didn't really know how 
but I was scared of him. I could barely get the end of 
his thing in my mouth. Then I learned to kind of let my 
jaw relax so I could take the first couple of inches. He 
put his hands on my head and made me go up and down on 
him. I was surprised it tasted so good, and it felt so 
nice to do it to him... sexy. It made me feel hot. I 
couldn't swallow all his sperm the first time and it ran 
out my mouth and down his thing and down on my chin and 
my neck. He said I'd do better next time."

She looked up at me, stopping her careful licking for a 
moment. Indignantly, she said "I tried to do it on John 
because I liked the way it felt and I wanted to see if 
his sperm tasted different and I wanted to swallow it for 
him. He made me stop and said it was disgusting. So I did 
it with Larry for the rest of the week."

I glanced at the clock. "People are going to start 
showing up in about fifteen minutes," I said. 

She nodded, leaned forward, opened her mouth, and closed 
her lips around my cockhead.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed as she got very busy, giving me a 
very industrious, professional blowjob, bobbing her head 
on me quickly and efficiently, lips tight, tongue moving 
smoothly on the underside of my cockhead as her head went 
up and down on me. The sight of her head pumping in my 
lap, the sound of her mouth slurping and her little 
"mmmmmms" of enjoyment, were almost as exciting as the 
actual feeling of her lips and tongue on me.

I found out later that she really enjoyed giving long, 
leisurely blowjobs, taking half an hour or longer to 
bring me off, licking and sucking, stroking with her 
hands, licking and playing with my balls... but she also 
had learned how to give a blowjob on a time limit. Her 
head bobbed fast on me now, mouth urging me to give it up 
for her, and after another five minutes of her avid 
sucking I did, shooting a big thick splattering geyser of 
cum into her mouth. 

She went, "MMMMmmmmm." and swallowed with a liquid 
gulping sound, making the same audible swallowing sound 
three more times as I continued to spurt with my cock 
locked firmly between her lips. 

Finally she gave one last long slurping suck at my cock 
and let it slip out of her mouth with obvious reluctance. 
She looked up at me, reaching for a pile of napkins on 
the counter to pat her mouth with. "Any incriminating 
evidence on my mouth or chin?" she asked me brightly. 

"Nope," I said, and bent down to kiss her deeply, tasting 
my cock and cum in her mouth as I slid my tongue past her 
lips. I broke the kiss after a minute. "I expect to cum 
in your mouth once a
day from now on, Little Miss Lisa," I said, mock sternly.

"Only once?" she said, looking up at me with her big blue 
eyes. Then she whimpered like a puppy several times, her 
eyes dancing. 

"Well, we'll see," I said. "Lunch?"

"Mmm hmmm," she said, smiling as she got to her feet 
again. She readjusted her bra and began to button up her 
blouse. "And I'll drive you home tonight. They rearranged 
the bus schedule so you need a ride home now, and I'm the 
only one who can do it. It's not my fault. You don't want 
to lose your job."

"Of course," I said. I pulled her to me and kissed her 
deeply again. She kissed me back slowly but thoroughly. 

We heard the front door open. "Somebody here?" we heard 
the hoarse bellow of the crabby old woman who owned the 
business. Lisa took her tongue out my mouth, squeezed my 
cock with her hand, said "Get yourself straightened out," 
and walked out to start her morning at work. 

The morning dragged by. I took my break at 10:35 or so, 
having just finished printing out 500 resumes and cover 
letters for a merged mass mailing a customer was having 
us do. When I got back I'd have to stuff them in 
envelopes, run off the labels, stick the labels on, meter 
them... it promised to be an all day job. 

So my spirits were raised inordinately when I walked into 
the break room to find Lisa sitting there by herself, 
watching the tiny TV they keep on the table there. It was 
rare that any of us got the break room to ourselves; 
there were only five employees there, and the owner, but 
we all tended to take breaks at the same time. 

"Everybody else must have their nose to the grindstone, 
huh," I said, gesturing around the all but empty room. 

Lisa looked up at me and smiled. "Sandy took Barb with 
her off to Sam's Club," which was a discount place where 
Sandy, the owner, bought all her office supplies. That 
was excellent, it meant that Pat, my boss, would have to 
stay in the area where we both worked to cover the 
phones. In fact, it meant that Pat was the only one in 
the building to cover the phones, so no one was going to
interrupt us. Lisa must have correctly interpreted the 
look that crossed my face.

She smiled, but waggled one finger cautioningly. "Now, 
now," she said. "You know Patty's going to be watching 
the clock and if you're back 30 seconds late, you're in 
big trouble."

"Yeah," I said, slouching back into the one corner of the 
break room that people couldn't see into from outside the 
door. "Not much one can accomplish in thirteen minutes or 
so... but come over here for a second anyway...?"

She looked worried for just half a second, then shrugged 
and came over to me. I wrapped my arms around her and 
pulled her to me; she hugged me back, tightly. "This 
morning has DRAGGED by," she groaned into my chest.

"Yeah," I said, nuzzling the top of her head, inhaling 
the scent of her hair, "I know." I let my hands drop from 
her shoulders to her sweet ass and rubbed it through her 
skirt. She moaned throatily and pushed herself tighter 
against me. The sensation of her big full tits crushing 
against my chest was
enough to make me dizzy.

"Ohhhhhh," she said. "We can't do anything... not here... 
not enough time..."

"Maybe you have something wrong with your car," I 
suggested. 

"What?" she asked.

"With your car. That you asked me to look at." I was 
nibbling the upper curve of her ear when I said it. 

"You're terrible," she half moaned, half giggled.

"Go out to your car," I said. "I'll tell Patty I might 
need an extra five minutes on break to check out your 
tires or something."

She reluctantly disengaged and went, smiling wickedly at 
me over her shoulder. I half ran back to the word 
processing area. "Patty, Lisa thinks there may be 
something wrong with her tires," I said, shoving my head 
back into the room. Patty, my direct boss at the time, 
was an overweight woman a few years older than me who 
doubtless thought she was a great person and an
excellent boss, easy to get along with and with a good 
sense of humor.

Actually she was a two faced bitch, sweet to people when 
talking to them, ripping them apart behind their backs. 
She was also lazy, dropping all the really involved, 
tedious jobs on me and spending most of her day chatting 
with customers, answering the phone, and occasionally 
inputting something fairly easy and simple on our one PC. 
I suppose she figured rank had its privileges. She also 
tended to take out any of her crabby moods on me, but 
show me a boss that doesn't.

She looked up at me with annoyance. "That mailing has to 
go out today," she said in her irritating whine.

"It'll go out today," I reassured her. "I'm just gonna 
take ten minutes or so looking over the car for her. We 
don't want anything to happen to our Lisa, do we?"

Her piggy little lips pursed in a frown. "I haven't had 
my break yet today," she said loftily. I didn't tell her 
that for all anyone could tell, she'd been on break all 
morning.

"Fifteen minutes tops," I said, smiling, and ducked back 
out.

Lisa was out in the car... sitting in the back seat, 
smiling. She pushed the door open with her toe as I 
walked up. The seatback was up against the steering 
wheel; she slid over in the backseat. I slid in and 
pulled the door shut. "Fifteen minutes, tops," I 
whispered. Then her arms were around my neck and her 
mouth was on mine.

Our tongues slid back and forth between our mouths as we 
moaned. My hands were squeezing her breasts through her 
blouse. She grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down, 
up under her skirt, and I was shocked to find a pantyless 
Lisa pussy... soaking wet. I immediately slid two fingers 
up inside her, finding her clit with my thumb. She moaned 
into my mouth as I fingered her. Her hand then went to 
the clasp on my slacks, undoing it clumsily, unzipping 
me, pulling my cock out. 

Her hand left my dick for just a moment as she broke our 
kiss to lick her palm and fingers. Then her mouth joined 
with mine again as her slick fingers and palm closed over 
my cock and began pumping.

I pumped my fingers in and out of her hot wet pussy and 
rubbed the ball of my thumb over her clit as she expertly 
jerked me off. For a sweet married Catholic lady, Lisa 
was showing unexpected talents. "John must let you jerk 
him off a lot," I gasped into her mouth as I continued to 
hand frig her juicy cunt. 

"No," she half moaned back, "Father Santini showed me how 
when I was 12 in the
confessional and he let me do it for him instead of 
saying penance for a long time. He'd pull the screen up 
and stand so his thing came through the window and I'd 
stand with my back to the wall and reach down and stroke 
it for him."

"I'm surprised he didn't just have you sit there and suck 
it," I said. 

"That would have been dirty," she said primly. "I was too 
young for that. Anyway until Larry made me I thought 
putting it in my mouth would be disgusting."

Her hand on me felt so good, as she'd stroke lightly, 
then squeeze just under my cockhead, then stroke again. 
Up and down. Steady and regular. "Uhhhhhh," I sighed, 
"boy, for someone who hasn't had sex with anyone but her 
husband you've got quite a track record, Lisa. Anyone 
else in there?"

She bent down and kissed the head of my cock as she 
pumped it. "Hand jobs don't count as sex," she said. She 
licked my cockhead. "This does," she purred, and took it 
into her mouth and started sucking. Her bending over had 
moved her pussy out of my reach so I put my hands on her 
head and relaxed back against the car seat and enjoyed 
her mouth on me.

Her head bobbed up and down beneath my hands. She slid 
her hand into my zipper and squeezed my balls gently. She 
went "Mmmmm... mmm... MMMM!" as she blew me, sucking 
away, lips tight, tongue moving on me like a little wet 
snake. After a minute or so I tightened my hands in her 
hair and shot off in her mouth for the second time that 
day. I heard her choked squeal of delight as the first 
spurt filled her mouth and then her gulping and gulping 
again as she swallowed it all.

Finally she straightened up again, licking her lips, 
resting her head on my shoulder, her fingers still closed 
loosely around my wet cock, the knuckle of her thumb 
rubbing idly back and forth just under the flange of the 
head. I tilted her chin up and kissed her mouth, sliding 
my tongue past her lips, enjoying the musky taste. Her 
tongue met mine and toyed with it as her hands tucked my 
cock away again and zipped me back up.

We both broke the kiss reluctantly. "We should get back 
inside," she said.

"You go in first and tell Patty I'm checking one of your 
rear springs for you," I said. "I'll be in, in a minute."

"Okay." We both slid out of either side of the car. I 
winked at her over the roof as we straightened up on 
opposite sides. "It's a two blowjob Monday so far," I 
said.

She pursed her lips. "Uh huh," she agreed. "On lunch 
break we're gonna fuck, though."

I smiled. "We can park behind Arturo's," a long closed 
restaurant off Rte. 61 about a mile away, "and I'll bend 
you over the back of your car, pull your skirt up, and 
fuck you like an animal."

Her eyes widened. "Larry always wanted to fuck my ass but 
he was way too big," she said. "I'll bet you'd fit, 
though."

"We'll find out," I promised. She looked trepidatious, 
then blew a kiss to me and went inside, licking her lips.

"You wouldn't really bend me over the back of my car and 
fuck me like an animal, would you?" Lisa said, looking at 
me, lower lip trembling. She'd just parked her car behind 
Arturo's long empty restaurant building off Rte 61, about 
a mile from where we worked. We had a little less than an 
hour for lunch. I'd tried to grab her as soon as we'd 
gotten in the car, but she'd slapped my hand lightly and 
told me to behave until people couldn't look over and see 
us. People found it odd enough that we were going out 
together for lunch.

I reached over and squeezed both her breasts through her 
blouse firmly, pinching her nipples through the cloth. 
She closed her eyes and sighed. 

"You're a pretty horny little girl," I said, leaning over 
to kiss her neck.

"Mmmmm," she said as my hands continued to maul her tits. 
"Well? You wouldn't really?"

I looked over the seatback, through the back window. The 
old parking lot was overgrown with weeds and we were 
right behind the building so no one could see us from the 
road. The lot was enclosed by uncleared scrub woods on 
either side. It was pretty private, unless someone else 
pulled in for the same reason we were there, or a cop 
pulled in on his lunch break or something. I looked back 
at her. She had her head tilted towards me, looking up at 
me as I rubbed and squeezed her big tits. I kissed her on 
the mouth and started unbuttoning her blouse.

She slipped her tongue past my lips, sighing, and reached 
for my pants. I slapped her hands and kept unbuttoning. 
The kiss kept us from talking. Finally I pulled the tails 
of her blouse out of her skirt's waistband and started 
sliding it down her arms. She shrugged out of it, her 
tongue still moving in my mouth. I reached around and 
unclasped her bra and she shrugged out of that, too. I 
hung both garments over the steering wheel. 

Then I broke the kiss, reached past her, and opened her 
door. Shoving it open, I said "Get out and go to the back 
of the car."

She just looked at me disbelievingly. She was naked to 
the waist and her huge boobs were hanging down and she 
looked sexy as hell in her plaid skirt. I reached out and 
pinched her nipples gently. "Go ahead, Lisa," I said. She 
hissed as I pinched her nipples... then shrugged and got 
out of the car and walked around to the trunk. 

I got out my side and walked around to her. I took her in 
my arms and pressed her back against the top of the trunk 
and kissed her hungrily. She kissed me back, eagerly, one 
leg coming up to wrap around my waist as her arms went 
around my neck. 

I broke the kiss and straightened up. "Turn around," I 
said.

She did it, moving around so her back was to me. I put my 
hand on her neck and pushed -- shoved her, really -- down 
hard so she was bent over the back of the car, her naked 
upper torso pressed firmly against the sun warmed metal 
of the trunk lid. I reached down and flipped her skirt up 
onto her lower back. 

Then I unzipped and let my cock out. I probed her pussy 
with my fingers and found it very wet. "Uhhhmmm!" she 
gasped as my fingers went into her. I slid a thumb into 
her ass, or tried to. It was very tight. She gasped again 
as she felt me prodding her there. "Reach behind you and 
spread your cheeks," I told her. She did it, reaching 
back with her small soft hands, grasping the curve
of her chunky ass cheeks right where they came together, 
and pulling them apart.

She gasped again. I moved forward, lined my cock up on 
her pussy, and slid up into her. 

She groaned as I did it, then gasped out "I know I'm not 
that tight, I'm sorry..."

I slapped her ass as I started to fuck her slowly. 
"You're fine," I said. "What, did you let ol' Larry up 
here finally?"

"Twice," she moaned. "He was so big... it hurt... he 
couldn't get more than half of it in me... but I liked 
it... uhhhhhh..."

I shoved my cock all the way up her and said "Well, I'm 
buried to the balls in you now, sweetie. Like it?"

"Oh yes," she said. "Oh yes just fuck me please."
So I fucked her. I held on to her hips and started 
fucking her faster and harder, finally just hammering 
away at her there in the sun with cars whizzing by twenty 
yards away. After I'd fucked her for a few minutes her 
asshole relaxed enough for me to get my thumb up there 
and I slid that in and out and twisted it from side to 
side as I plowed her cunt with my cock. She started 
gasping and moaning and even sobbing as I put it to her, 
flexing and straightening her knees to push her cunt back 
up at me as I fucked inward. Finally, after about ten 
minutes, I dumped a load in her cunt and slowed
down some. My cock stayed hard in her and I kept my thumb 
in her ass, which had flexed to accommodate it 
considerably.

"So ol' Larry never got your sweet ass, huh?" I said, 
still stirring my cock in her pussy. 

 She moaned. "No, he was too big," she said. "He did me 
with his finger like you are though."

I kept rotating my thumb in her bung. "John ever do you 
here? Or Father Santini?"

She shook her head against the trunk of the car. "No one 
ever has," she gasped. 

I smiled. "Reach back and spread your cheeks again, 
baby."

I could see a shiver go over her, but she did it, pulling 
them apart once more for me. I slid my cock back out of 
her pussy. It gleamed with her juices and mine. I could 
see her little brown pucker as I pulled my thumb out of 
it and lined my cockhead up on it, nudging forward to 
lodge it there against the entrance. She made a little 
grunting noise, then said "Oh God."

I put my hands on her hips to hold her steady and pushed 
forward, trying to drive my cock up her rear entrance. I 
wouldn't have made it if she hadn't dropped her hands 
from her cheeks, put them flat on the trunk of the car, 
and pushed back at me hard. My cockhead suddenly popped 
up past her sphincter like a golf ball shoving up into a 
garden hose. Lisa gave a little shriek and tried to pull 
away. I held her hips implacably and slowly slid the rest 
of my cock up into her asshole.

With the brown ring of her sphincter nestling around the 
base of my cock and my balls brushing the bottom of her 
pussy, I stopped and waited for her. She was crying now 
and gasping and going "Oh God oh God oh God" over and 
over in a whisper. I reached around and found her clit 
and began to pinch and rub it with my fingers and thumb. 
She gasped at that and I felt the tight velvety
length of her rectum suddenly relaxes and shifts around 
my cum-slick cock.

"Oh ohhhhhh OH," she said. "Oh mmmmmmm..."

"Fits just fine," I said. "Nice tight little ass, Lisa. 
Hold on..."

I started to fuck her ass much more slowly than her 
pussy, pulling my cock back just a half inch or so, 
rocking it forward again. Even that much motion felt 
amazing to me and made her gasp and sob again. I 
continued rocking my cock in and out of her for five 
minutes or so on very short strokes until I felt she 
could take a good fucking. Then I started giving her one, 
pulling back out until just my head was up inside, then 
slamming back forward again until the whole length was 
buried in her ass again. She made little whistling 
shrieks as I started to fuck her asshole harder, but she 
was taking it and I knew she was loving it. After another 
five minutes I spurted off again up her ass.

I checked my watch. We still had maybe half an hour. I 
slowly slid my cock back out of her ass, trying to be 
gentle, knowing it was going to be uncomfortable when my 
cockhead popped back out past her ring muscle. She moaned 
as it came out. I gently took her shoulders and turned 
her over and kissed her nose and cheeks and mouth and 
then both nipples.

"Oh," she said. "Oh my God. Oh. Oh Jesus." She opened her 
eyes and looked at me. "I have been totally and 
completely fucked."

"You're amazing, Lisa," I said, kissing up her breasts to 
her neck and then to her mouth. She took my tongue into 
her mouth for a second and sucked on it, then let it 
slide back out. 

"I'm gonna be feeling you up my ass for the rest of the 
day," she said. "God."

I lifted her heavy breasts and started kissing her 
nipples again. "Want to go back?"

She slapped the top of my head lightly. "No! We still 
have time. Let's sit in the back seat."

We did and she tenderly cleaned my cock off with an old 
towel she had in a picnic basket back there on the floor. 
Then she put her head in my lap and sucked me for the 
third time that day. I didn't cum in her mouth that 
time... I'd already cum four times that day... but she 
seemed to enjoy it anyway. 

END

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 19