by Holly Ardent
Brenda slid his cock down into her mouth and stopped.
“Now take your tongue and lick around my cock. You can back off a little if you need more room to move your tongue around. You can also wrap your hand the shaft of my cock and move it up and down while you suck on me.”
Within a few minutes Brenda was giving good head, if in a limited fashion.
“That's good. Trust me, that's really good,” Jack said.
Brenda slid his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him.
“Really? You aren't just saying that?”
“You keep doubting me. Trust me, if a guy says he doesn't like that, he doesn't like getting oral sex. And since I've yet to meet the guy that doesn't like getting a blow job, that means he's lying to you.”
“Okay,” Brenda said meekly.
“Now, if you want to perform some more foreplay instead of having it done to you. I'd be happy to lie back and let you caress me and play with my nipples and the like.”
Brenda glanced over at a clock.
“But it's already been an hour. I got my half hour of foreplay. Isn't it your turn?”
“Who says you're the only one that likes foreplay? If you want to, I'm willing to let you just play with me for a bit before anything else. If you'd prefer, we can skip it though.”
Brenda slid down into his lap. She leaned forward and took his nipple in her mouth. Meanwhile her hands were exploring his body. She worked her way down to his ass and gave it a few squeezes before moving her hand back up. She settled in with one nipple in her mouth, the other in one of her hands, and her second hand somewhat awkwardly caressing his inner thigh.
After a few minutes, she stood up.
“I know I keep doing this to you, but don't move. I'll be right back.”
When she returned a minute later, her lips glistened in the light. She knelt beside the couch and leaned over his cock.
“Lip gloss,” she said. “I want to give you a blow job where I don't have to keep stopping.”
After she applied the gloss, Brenda started licking and sucking on the head of his cock. Jack winced when she was a little overzealous with her teeth.
“I know what the problem is with what your girlfriend's told you,” he said.
She looked up.
“What is it then?”
“Be a little more careful with your teeth. Most guys, myself included, aren't too fond of being scraped with teeth.”
“But I bite ice cream off the cone,” she said.
“Yeah, but I'm not ice cream, that's just an analogy.”
She blushed and nodded.
“Let me see if I can make it up to you,” she said.
Brenda pressed her lips together and pushed his cock between her lips. This time Jack just laid back and enjoyed himself.
* * *
Brenda let Jack's cock slide of her mouth slowly. She turned to look at him.
“Your turn now. What would you like?” she asked.
“Well, what are you willing to do? I don't want to ask for something you hate,” Jack said.
“Doesn't matter. I'm still drunk enough to be willing to do anything. If I hate something you're doing, I'll tell you to stop. Otherwise, anything goes,” Brenda said.
Jack licked his lips and looked at her, devouring her with his eyes. Brenda flushed but kept her gaze on his face.
“I seem to recall someone saying they'd be my little whore if I gave them what they wanted. So, did you get what you wanted?”
Brenda nodded.
“I got a lot more than what I wanted and loved every second of it.”
“Then here's what I want. It's not quite being my little whore. Whores don't care about what they're doing. They don't get excited by it. I want you to be excited by it and let me know. Talk dirty to me and tell me what you like or don't like that I'm doing to you. I want you to cum for me while I'm inside of you. Can you manage to do that for me?”
“I don't think I could not be excited if you're as good with this as you were with the foreplay. I don't know about talking dirty though, I've never done that before.”
“First time for everything. You willing to give it a try?”
“Sure, why not?” Brenda said.
“Then stand up. Are you still nice and wet from earlier?”
Brenda stood and nodded. Jack grabbed her around the waist and spun her to face the other way. Then he drew her down into his lap. After a few adjustments in their position, he lifted her up. His cock sprang up from where it had been pressed against her back and he gently lowered her.
“Reach down, between my legs, and ease my cock into you,” he said.
Brenda did as she was told and Jack lowered her farther into his lap. His cock slid into her wet pussy as he lowered her. She was snug, but not overly tight. Jack found himself hoping that she loosened up a little so he could concentrate on enjoying himself instead of having to concentrate to keep from cumming.
Jack grunted as she settled into his lap and bottomed out.
I'm loving it, two women in two days who could just take all of me right in. I could get used to this.
“Tuck your legs up on either side of me on the couch and just kind of rock back and forth,” he said.
Brenda wiggled around and managed to follow his instructions. One she started rocking, she spoke.
“This is different, a nice different. You're bigger than Mike and, especially with this position, I can feel you pressing against me in spots that don't normally get any attention. I like this.”
I hope that isn't her idea of talking dirty, Jack thought.
Jack just took it slowly for a while and let Brenda do the work while he relaxed and enjoyed himself. After a few minutes he decided that he wanted things a bit faster. He lifted Brenda off his cock and set her on the floor.
He'd noted earlier that the back of the couch was at about the same height of his groin when he was standing.
“Go around the back of the couch and lean up against it,” he said.
He followed her as she obeyed his instructions. When he was in position, he pushed her legs open wider, grabbed his cock and guided it into her. Now that he could control the motion, he started thrusting into her. He snaked a hand around her belly and started playing with her clit. Brenda started to squirm from the added stimulation, but Jack continued to pick up speed. In a minute or two, Brenda was cumming. She tried to wriggle away, but was pinned in position by Jack's hand and his cock slamming in and out of her.
Brenda started orgasming again, or perhaps it was the same one continuing, either way she let out a squeak and tried to squirm away again.
“Oh no you don't,” Jack said, pinning her against the back of the couch with his weight. “Stay right there while I pound you. You just keep cumming, that's all you have to do.”
Jack's hand started getting rougher with her clit as he continued to pound away at her pussy. His hopes had been fulfilled and she was looser now. Loose enough that he could keep going for a while without cumming unless he wanted to. He stopped thinking of anything else and lost himself to pleasure by setting a steady, fast rhythm in and out of Brenda's pussy, all the while playing with her clit.
Jack blinked and realized that he was starting to get out of breath. Brenda was draped over the back of the couch, her body limp with pleasure. Jack took his hand from her clit and slid out of her. He caught her before she fell.
“Now, you need to be talking dirty to me if you want me to cum soon,” he said. “I mean, I could cum soon if I wanted to, but I don't want to cum until I've heard you talking dirty to me.”
He helped Brenda back onto the couch and sat down for a moment, deciding how to take her next.
“I don't know if I'll be able to talk at all if you're doing something like you just were. It was too much,” Brenda said.
“Then we'll have to do something else,” Jack said. “I've got just the thing. Get down on the rug there, on all fours.”
He pushed her off the edge of
the couch onto the throw rug and she propped herself up with her ass facing him. Jack dropped to his knees and thrust himself into her pussy. Brenda was so wet that little drops of her own lubrication went flying everywhere as he plunged into her. Jack took several strokes and when he was sure his cock was covered with her juices, he pulled out of her pussy and positioned his cock at her asshole. He thrust forward, getting the head of his cock inside of her. Brenda gasped.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Well, unless you tell me to stop I'm going to fuck your ass until you're talking to me like a drunk sailor on leave.”
He pushed forward, sliding another inch into her tight anal passage. Brenda gasped again.
“I'm not going to tell you to stop. It hurts so much it feels good. But I told you I can't talk dirty.”
“Sure you can. What do you want me to do right now?”
“I want you to keep doing what you're doing.”
“So you want me to keep pushing my cock into your ass?”
She nodded.
“Then tell me that,” Jack said. “Repeat after me; bury your cock in my ass. Just shove it all the way into me.”
“Bury your cock in my ass. Just shove it all the way into me,” Brenda said.
“Now say it like you actually mean it. They're just words, you're just telling me what you want.”
“Bury your cock in my ass, shove it all the way into me.”
Jack obliged her by pushing harder and sliding farther in.
“Keep telling me what you want and you just might get it,” he said.
“Will you just shove your fucking cock into my ass! You want it, I want it, just do it!” Brenda yelled.
“That's the way,” Jack said.
He grabbed Brenda's hips and pushed as hard as he could. Brenda let out a scream as he slid all the way inside of her. Before she'd finished screaming, Brenda started bucking underneath him as she was taken by an orgasm.
Jack pulled back and slammed his cock into her again. Over and over, he pounded her. Her ass stayed tight as he thrust into her. Brenda was making hoarse noises as though she were trying to scream or yell, but couldn't catch enough breath.
Jack paused long enough to reach forward and gather Brenda's black hair into his hand. There was a lot of it and it was loose and flying everywhere. Some strands were matted together from their sweat while others had escaped and were floating in the air like a black halo around her head. He gathered all of it and wrapped it tightly around his hand.
“Let me know when you can talk again,” he said.
Jack started a slower series of thrusts into her ass. He stopped when Brenda cleared her throat.
“So, what do you think?” he said.
“You bastard. I think I want you to cum. I've had like ten since you started, isn't it your turn?”
“Talk dirty to me then. Tell me about how you're my little whore and are giving yourself to me however I want. Tell me how much you enjoy what I'm doing to you and beg for more. If that doesn't make me cum, I must be broken.”
Jack started thrusting into her ass again. This time he slowly picked up speed.
“Are you going to give your little whore your cum? You've had her mouth and pussy and now you're taking her ass. She wants you to fill it with your cum, your little whore wants you to cum for her,” Brenda said.
“Oh yeah, keep going. You're turning me on even more,” Jack said.
“Isn't that what your little whore is for? To turn you on? I know your massive cock buried in my ass is turning me on, I'm about to cum again.”
Brenda was silent for a minute. She shook, shuddered, and clamped down on his cock with her ass. Then she started talking again.
“See how much I love what you're doing to me?”
Jack reached around her stomach and went for her clit. As soon as he touched it Brenda froze up again. When he started playing with it, she went wild underneath him. She bucked and squealed. He could see her breasts bouncing around, flying out to either side of her chest. He grabbed her hips, forcefully held her still, and slammed away at her ass.
“Cum for your little whore! Show your whore how much you like fucking her ass and fill it with your cum. Please? Please cum in my ass, I don't know how much more I can take.”
It was enough. The pleading at the end sent Jack right over the edge. He felt his cock swell and slammed it deep into her ass. Brenda felt it too and she started pushing herself back at his cock.
Jack's cock felt as though it were exploding deep inside of her. He tried a few more thrusts as he was cumming but he was so hypersensitive that he couldn't focus on getting into a rhythm. It took him about a minute before his cock stopped jerking around inside of her. Then he slid out of her and fell to the floor with a thump.
* * *
Jack propped himself up against the front of the couch. Brenda was still lying on the throw rug, which had skidded several feet across the floor. She turned her head slightly and Jack saw her face. Her eyes were closed but she was beaming.
“Jack?” she said softly.
“Yes Brenda?”
“Thank you so much. I needed that badly. You really did want me, all of me even, didn't you?”
“I'm amazed you even have to ask,” he said.
“It's been so long since I felt like someone wanted me that I didn't remember how it feels. You mind if I just lie her for a bit?”
“I don't have anywhere to go, but I'm warning you, if I stare at you like this for too long I'm liable to take you again.”
“Any time you want Jack, any time at all,” Brenda said.
Half an hour later the two of them both got moving again. Jack looked around the room and saw the mess they'd left.
“Um, do you need help cleaning this up?” he asked.
Brenda glanced at a clock.
“No, my daughter won't get home from school for another hour. I should be able to take care of it by then. I really should let you be on your way, shouldn't I?”
“I do have a shift at the store tonight. I had them drop me to part time until my business is making enough to support me.”
“I ought to let you go then. You put the bill on the kitchen counter, right?”
“Yes, I did.”
“I'll be right back.”
Two minutes later Brenda came back with the bill and an envelope. She handed them to Jack and he tore off the customer copy of the receipt and handed it back. Then he collected his hand truck and headed for the door. On the way out, he saw Brenda bending over to start cleaning up the mess they'd made. He walked over and offered her his hand.
Jack helped Brenda to her feet and leaned in to kiss her. It was far better than the ones earlier. Brenda threw herself into it. This time he could feel her passion and desire. His hand crept up to her breast and he felt her nipples harden against his chest.
She pushed him back.
“We both have other things to do. But hold onto that thought for next time. I think I could get used to having my groceries delivered on a weekly basis.”
Jack sighed and left the house, not without a parting glance at Brenda, who was standing there in the nude watching him leave.
When he was settled in his car, he opened the envelope. It held a stack of cash. When he counted it, there was almost a hundred dollars over the total due on her bill.
Well hell, why not? I like these big tippers, especially the ones that give me non-cash tips also.
He drove home and got ready for work. After four boring hours at the store, he returned home again. This time there was an order waiting for him as well as another email in the business account. He opened the email first, it was from Cheryl.
'Brenda just got off the phone with me. She wouldn't let me go for more than a hour, she kept wanting to talk about you. I guess you impressed her.
I've recommended you to another of my friends, Linda. She has a specific request that she'd like someone to fulfill. If you meet her standards when you deliver her gr
oceries then she'll tell you more about it. It's a bit more intense than either Brenda's or my requests, but I'm sure it would be more rewarding as well.
Cheryl. '
Jack looked back at the order and checked the name.
I guess this must be the Linda she's talking about. Why is Cheryl being so closemouthed about this one though. After her and Brenda I can't imagine things getting much more intense.
* * *
Linda's Revenge
(Cheating Wife MILF Revenge Erotica)
The MILF Man Deliveries #3
Holly Ardent
Text copyright © 2014, Holly Ardent
All Rights Reserved
Jack checked the address on the order he'd received the night before. He looked at the map and realized that, once again, the new delivery was within a few blocks of Cheryl's house. Cheryl was the first customer for his new business and it appeared that she'd very much enjoyed the extra attention and personal touch she'd received, Jack knew that he'd enjoyed giving it to her. She'd recommended his second customer, Brenda, suggesting that she'd also enjoy additional attention. Now, Jack was about to make a delivery to Linda, a third woman that Cheryl recommended him to. Cheryl had warned him that Linda had some extra requests as well and that they would be more intense than what he'd taken care of for Cheryl and Brenda.
I'm starting to feel like a gigolo, he thought. I won't complain though, it's loads of fun so far. I can't help but wonder what it is that Linda wants that's so intense though.
His trip through the grocery store was fast. He knew the place inside and out so assembling his customer's orders took very little time. He packed the groceries in his car and drove to the address on Linda's order. He loaded the handcart he used for his deliveries, pulled it up the front door, and rang the bell. The door opened in seconds.
“Jack?” the lady who answered the door asked.
“Yes ma'am. I assume you're Linda?”
She nodded.
“Come inside please. Let me get the groceries taken care of and then we'll talk for a few minutes.”