Dirty Forbidden Collection

by Amira Bradford

  I was on my knees in front of her and her legs were slightly parted as I saw a damp patch on her panties. I gazed up over her wide hips and smooth stomach to see her looking down at me, her eyes lidded and her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her hips moved forwards, spread for me as I moved my head closer to her and kissed the centre of the wetness, running my tongue over the outline of her clit in the damp fabric. She let out a soft moan as I slid my hands between her legs to cup her ass as I licked the outline again, harder and more firmly this time as I used my tongue to move the wet fabric to one side and her pussy came into view, the labia shaved silky smooth as her natural hair grew over her mound. I sighed into her clit and then sucked it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue before letting it free as her hands moved to my head and she gasped out my name.

  I stood up, and moved to kiss her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth and letting her taste herself on my lips. As we kissed I took her hands and led her to the bed, sliding down with her on our sides to entwine our legs as I unfastened her bra and then rolled her on to her back as I slid the straps off her shoulders to reveal her full breasts. Her nipples were simply gorgeous, full and pink with erect tips that were just begging for me to tease them with my tongue. I slid my fingers down the sides of them, to cup them in my hands as I traced the outline of the areola with my tongue before sucking the hard peak into my mouth and flickering my tongue around the teat.

  Her back arched and she let out a soft cry, pulling away from me to pull me up over her body and kiss me, arching off the bed to slide her hands hungrily down my back to unfasten my bra and slide my panties off in a five second time frame, the bra hung from my shoulders as she pulled the panties off my ankles, moving quickly as the pace picked up and she slid down the bed to part my legs with her hands. She kissed my open pussy, tonguing the hole for a moment as I closed my eyes and bit my lip as the feeling overwhelmed me. But it seemed that more was to come as she slid her tongue over my clit, from the bottom to the top as she nibbled gently on me and swirled her tongue around the hard nub nestling between the lips. My mind blew, and I saw stars behind my closed eyelids as she sucked my clit into her mouth and brushed her teeth against the sensitive skin, "Jenny – Jenny," I moaned, gasping her name, "hold on, let me turn around..."

  She moved her mouth away, pulling off her panties but leaving the stockings on as I swiveled around the bed, grabbing her leg and hooking it over my neck as I breathed in the hot, damp smell of her wet pussy so close to my face. I felt her hands slide over my ass as she buried her tongue deep inside me again, the gentle feeling so intimate that I moaned into her clit as I greedily ran my tongue over the engorged bump and swirled around it. I could feel how close I was to cumming, and as I wriggled my hips and the friction of her tongue on my clit brought me to breaking point, I cried out into her clit, licking and sucking frantically as I slid two fingers deep inside her tight, wet hole and felt her convulse around me as I came in her mouth. The feel and taste of her orgasm sent me spiraling into another world of pleasure as I came again, my head spinning as I felt her damp, beautiful body writhing against me.

  We lay there, falling apart in each-others arms for most of the night and the next morning, I woke up to her mouth on my neck and her hand sliding over my stomach to stroke my pussy which was still wet and aching from the night before, and, my God, the day that followed, we didn't get out of bed once.

  The End.

  Real Selfish Lover Pat

  I was 23 when I met Pat, who was 42 at the time. We were work colleagues and got on really well. Pat had dark hair hanging lustrously loose and a super pair of legs. She wore skirts every day and my gaze often followed her legs and ass around the room at work, or in the bar.

  I'm not sure why, but we just clicked and the company was good socially. I would often be on nights out when other work colleagues went out, even the weekend. And then came the night I drunkenly approached Pat and began a conversation about her merits. At the time, she was on the verge of splitting from her husband and I'd not long ended a relationship so my compliments were well received, despite them being very explicit.

  "Pat, why don't you come back with me for a bit before you go home?" I asked her.

  "Dominic, I'm flattered but I'm married, besides I'm too old for the likes of you!" she offered back.

  "No you're not and I know things aren't great at home. You know what I'd love to do?" I continued, quite drunk.

  "What?" she asked intrigued.

  "Get on my knees, hold your thighs and lick you to an amazing orgasm" I said.

  Pat looked surprised, flattered, regretful and delighted.

  "Dominic! Listen, if I was 20 years younger I'd love to" said Pat, regretfully.

  "Come on, listen you wouldn't regret it" I pushed.

  Pat admirably declined and we went our separate ways; on Monday it didn't seem to have brought any awkwardness to our working relationship at all. Indeed, I found myself getting on better than ever with Pat. She even gave me a lift home in her jeep later that week and we joked that the inside of her jeep had condensation and it how it must be from all the hot libido's in the vehicle. Then a month later, she split up from her husband. I saw her out a few more times and then it happened. It was a Friday and I was in the pub, close to the dance floor area. Pat was having a great time with Hazel, a friend and colleague of 40 and a few other women. She was staying over at one of their houses and was up for a great time. I had consumed a few drinks myself when Pat approached me at one point when I was standing on my own.

  "How far is your flat?" she suddenly asked me.

  "5 minutes away" I said, suddenly interested in why she might be asking that.

  "Do you mind if I come back?" she asked me.

  "Mind? Of course not! You mean right now?" I asked excitedly.

  "I'm supposed to be staying at Tracey's anyway so I didn't have to rush back home anyhow and you know the situation with me and my soon to be ex. Look, wait outside and I'll say goodbye to Tracey," she told me.

  I nodded, dumped my beer and went outside, waiting across the road. Soon, Pat appeared and walked across to me, as I watched her. She was wearing a green jacket and skirt, with sheer black tights and high heels.

  "Lead the way" she said as she fell in step beside me.

  We said very little until arriving at my flat, and then entered.

  "Can I get you a drink?" I offered.

  "Glass of wine if there's one going" she said smiling.

  I returned with 2 glasses and we talked some more.

  "Well, I'm free to have fun" Pat assured me.

  "And you deserve it" I readily agreed.

  I think part of me was keen to impress this sexy woman as she was older than me and I wanted to prove I could match up to any of her past experiences. When we kissed, it led to us hurriedly moving to the bedroom. I pulled her clothes off with haste and divested of my own, swiftly following her as she reclined on the bed. I kissed her again, moving to her breasts and across her stomach before approaching her pussy. Pat tensed excitedly at the first lick, then after a few minutes, I felt her relax and really enjoy the things I was doing to her with my tongue.

  "So you like oral then?" Pat asked me conversationally.

  "Yeah but I love giving. And I love doing this to you" I responded instantly.

  Pat sighed as I began to tongue fuck her and playfully tussled my hair as I continued.

  "Would you really have done what you said you wanted to the last time?" she asked, referring to the night I'd offered to get on my knees and pleasure her.

  "Absolutely. And maybe you might let me sometime" I asked between licks.

  "I think I probably will," she surmised.

  I continued taking long licks with my tongue across her whole pussy, occasionally plunging it inside her and lapping at her juices. Pat eventually began to approach orgasm and I felt her thighs grip me as she came against my face, which she held tightly to her. Afterwards, she just lay as I licked inside her again bu
t gradually, I found myself going down further. Pat seemed to have a surer idea of the next step than I did and tilted her pelvis ever so slightly so that her arse cheeks lifted just a touch. My tongue was now approaching her bum and she was still sighing and pressing down on my head. Whether she wanted me to lick her arse or whether she just assumed I was trying to do that I'm not sure, but before long, I was pushing valiantly to gain entry to a much tighter orifice. There was no longer any doubt that I was rimming her and Pat was utterly relaxed about this.

  "Do you like this?" I asked her at one point.

  "Of course" she said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

  I kept this up for a long time and eventually moved back to her pussy when she became more excited. Pat grabbed my head a second time as she came again and didn't stop me afterwards as I slid up her body and entered her. By now, I was a hard as diamond and Pat was a wet as a bottle of baby oil. We fucked for as long as I could last and I withdrew as I came across her stomach and breasts. I went down on her again, licking her to another orgasm before I plunged back into her with my stiff again cock. At last, I collapsed and she did too, both of us sleeping reasonably well.

  In the morning, I woke and tiptoed out of the room, making a cup of tea. Returning, I put it on the bedside table close to Pat and silently slipped back under the covers. I found the shadowy outline of her thigh and slipping my head underneath it. Once in position, I parted dark silk and began to lick as gently as I could. After a while, Pat couldn't feign sleep any longer and lifted up the covers to regard me.

  "You like my pussy, don't you?" she asked me.

  "I adore it" I responded.

  "I've not been licked this much in a long, long time," she reflected.

  "I hope we can do all of this again" I asked her.

  "I think we'll have to. I could get used to this" she said, then dropped the duvet back, covering me again.

  "Is this cup of tea for me?" she asked.

  "Yes" came my muffled reply.

  "Keep it up and you can have a drink too" she cheekily responded, a clear reference to her pussy juices.

  While she drank her tea, I drank her juices and licked her slowly. Once I heard the mug going down on the table, I quickened my pace until Pat came noisily again. Afterwards, I slipped upwards and mounted her again, eventually turning her round so I could fuck her doggy style. We rose not long after as Pat had to get home and I offered to drive her, agreeing to meet again soon.

  We did meet the following Friday and it was almost a carbon copy of the previous week. I went down on her for many reasons but some of them were that I wanted to show her I was an attentive lover, so I strived to please her more. And I also wanted to impress her. I realised I also loved doing it to her and the following weekend, she told me the kids were at her ex husband's and the Friday was free. I went through and was delighted to find Pat wearing a skirt again, even at home. She invited me in and we made short work of a bottle of wine, opening a second one before long. Then suddenly, Pat leaned forward to kiss me and I responded. After a minute, she stood up, turning to rest her bum against the windowsill while I looked at her.

  "Remember the first time you ever said something sexual to me?" she checked.

  "Of course" I assured her.

  "Well?" she asked me, looking intently.

  I stood up and approached her, as she looked hungrily at me approaching. When I stood in front of her, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed. I knelt, bunching up her skirt, which revealed she wasn't wearing tights, but a sexy pair of hold ups. I slipped her knickers off and leaned forward to take a tentative lick.

  "You look so sexy in hold ups" I managed to say.

  "I wore them with this in mind" Pat told me proudly and I responded by putting my hands on her arse cheeks while my face pressed further into her crotch.

  Pat's hands held me steady there anyway and I vowed to give her an orgasm she wouldn't forget in a hurry. I told her how unbelievably sexy she was in between licking her all over and pistoning my tongue in and out of her. In my excitement I blurted something out.

  "I'd love it if you sat on my face later" I said huskily.

  "Really? Fuck, I'd love to do that. Alright, we will as soon as I cum" she said, urging me to make her do so.

  I finally did and we immediately went to the bedroom.

  Pat had asked me a few times if there was anything I really wanted to do when we had a night in. On one occasion I'd told her it would be really kinky if I just knelt in front of the sofa and ate her pussy all evening until she finally was desperate for a good fucking and to be selfish about it all. Well, a couple of weeks later Pat told me her youngest was at his dad's and the daughter was staying at her boyfriend's place. I looked forward to a night of great sex but when I arrived Pat wasn't so friendly. She was wearing a fairly short skirt though so I was encouraged that I'd be getting down with her soon. Once in the lounge, she sat down but stopped me when I was about to do the same.

  "Kneel in front of me," she said and I did so, slowly wondering if my suggestion a few weeks before was on her mind.

  Pat let her thighs hook over my shoulders, drawing me in and revealing no knickers. I began to lick as she watched me for a while, before she eventually spoke.

  "Well, you suggested this, I just hope you have the stamina. I'm tense and horny so you have a long evening ahead of you down there" she told me tartly.

  "You mean me going down on you?" I asked cautiously.

  "What else? You should enjoy it, I'm not moving for a while" she reinforced.

  Pat didn't either, except to get up and use the toilet twice. She would just relax at points as I licked gently or take hold of my head and thrust herself against my face. After an orgasm, she would have me go down and gently lick her arse until I was busily rimming her while she recovered from orgasm. My face was soaking and twice she stopped me to have me clean her juices off her whole crotch area and thighs with my tongue. By the second orgasm, my tongue was feeling strained but Pat wasn't joking about being horny and showed no signs of letting up as I was pushed to her arse again.

  "Maybe I could fuck you and then continue this," I said, hoping the idea of a good fuck in between oral would appeal.

  "Uh uh. We're here for one thing and that's for me to cum over and over. When I can't take any more, we might go up to bed but until then, you're staying put," she stated confidently.

  Pat stayed true to her word. She had 4 orgasms over the course of the whole evening. By the end of the second one, she let her weight press down on my shoulders, revelling in what an amazing evening she was having. Being so turned on, she freely told me that she loved the fact I was so dirty and the way I would lick her everywhere, even her arse. Pat began to relax even more and became more and more turned on as events continued. By this time, I was holding her arse cheeks in my hands, my mouth pressed to her arse and my tongue spearing as far as I could into her. It brought my whole face to press against her pussy as I did so.

  "I can't believe I'm still so horny. I could have another couple," said Pat excitedly.

  "Whatever you want. I'm here for the long haul," I said helpfully.

  "Aah, I know you are. That tongue. You are so filthy. Go as deep as you can" she insisted.

  I responded by driving my tongue in even more until I couldn't go any further while my nose bumped against her slit.

  "That's it you dirty bugger. Your face is soaking" she remarked, looking down at the sexy sight in between her thighs.

  "I'll lick up all your juices," I mumbled before resuming rimming her.

  "Yes, make sure you do. Fuck, I'm so horny. Is that tongue in as far as it can go? This feels so good; I want that tongue just as deep in my pussy again later though" she insisted, pressing on the back of my head to get my tongue as far up as possible.

  It seemed to go on for a long time, just the sounds of obscene licking and dirty comments from Pat while I did it to her. Eventually, though I moved up to her pussy at her insis
tence.

  Pat became more confident about stating stuff, declaring this wouldn't be the last time I'd be using my mouth so much and by that fourth orgasm, she was pretty vocal too. As her thighs let me go, I helped her stand and followed her upstairs. She did let me fuck her, but she was tired and lay there as I fucked her with all the pent up arousal I'd kept in check all evening. However, she let me repeat the performance again in the morning, after some tongue work from me first again.

  We became dirtier; Pat would give me a lift home, which was just a pretence to stopping off in a country lane en route. She would stay in her seat and roll it back to create plenty of room in front where I would then kneel down. She wore hold ups rather than tights so it was easy to let her sexy legs rest on my shoulders while I parted her knickers to lick her sex. The road we went back by was quiet and there was a particular layby we used. Pat would roll down her window while she just enjoyed the feeling of my tongue inside her. She also wanted me to give her compliments so while I ate her pussy, I would tell her how sexy she was, how delicious she tasted, how much I absolutely adored giving her pleasure and a whole list of other compliments. Of course, this turned her on even more and she would have me go lower and lick her ass, keeping the compliments up too. I would look up to see her smiling, just looking out the car window while she was being rimmed and told how much of a sex goddess she was. With the talking in between oral, I would be down there between 1 to 2 hours until she had cum twice and decided to resume our journey.

  Amongst the compliments I gave her, she liked it when I was very graphic in my vocabulary too. It really turned her on if I would describe in great detail how I enjoyed being her asslicker and she often became even wetter when I came out with stuff like this.

  That was probably when I started to look at her as being superior and start to fantasise about her being dominant with me. Whenever she gave me a lift now, we would always stop off for oral and it had progressed from a fun liaison with compliments and fantastic oral sex to me begging to lick her pussy when she would have me laving her ass for a half hour and by now I was also thanking her for the opportunity to bring her to orgasm. Eventually when I was down there one day, the subject came up.