Forced Quickies

by Rosa Alvarado

  As I did that, I grabbed hold of her panties and pulled them down her thighs. It didn't really register at the moment that her panties were also royal blue and very lacy.

  Once I got her panties to her knees they dropped to the floor. I lifted under her knees, put her legs on my shoulders, and dove into her pussy. Which was already wet.

  Although my girlfriends had never offered to give oral sex, they really enjoyed receiving oral sex. So I learned how to pleasure a woman with my mouth, and I wanted to show off for Marcie.

  I started with a long lick between her vaginal lips and a quick tease on her clit and then slid my tongue into her channel. I smashed my face into her pussy and fucked my tongue in and out, keeping a tight grip on her ass cheeks with both hands. That wasn't easy, because my mouth was making Marcie bounce around a bit in her chair.

  I pulled back out of her pussy and sucked up and down each vaginal lip before plunging back in with my tongue and flicking it in and out. I pulled out again, did a long, slow lick from the bottom of her pussy up to the top and ran my tongue around her clit a couple of times. Then I latched onto her clit with my lips and sucked hard as I slid my middle fingers into her and searched for the soft spongy spot.

  As I found it and stroked it in time with my sucking on her clit, I felt Marcie's hips jerking harder. It was becoming more difficult to hang on with just one hand as I stroked inside her with the other hand. That's when I noticed the noises she was making.

  "Oh, oh, oh, god, oh, yes, oh, oh, GOD PAUL YES THAT'S IT!!! AHHHHHHH!!"

  She was thrashing in her chair and I was trying to stay on her clit as the orgasm washed through her and her fluids leaked all over my hand. I pulled that hound out and grabbed her hip to try and keep her from hurting me. After a moment she sagged and I eased off her clit, softly kissing up and down her vaginal lips.

  I sat up on my chair with a smile on my face. Marcie's eyes were closed and her mouth was hanging open. She was sitting sideways on her chair, leaning back with her hands braced against the seat of the chair next to hers. He skirt was still bunched up around her waist, her pubic hair was wet and matted and I could see that her vaginal lips were red and puffy.

  I was fully erect and rock hard and moved toward her when she stopped me with a word.

  "No," she said softly. "If we try to do anything else here we'll get caught for sure." She opened her eyes and smirked. "I'm a bit of a noisy fuck, as you could probably guess. If we get caught we'll both get fired, and we don't want that."

  I smiled. "Well, I just want to thank you for some of the best sex I've ever had," I said.

  Marcie chuckled as she reached for her panties. She got them over her feet and pulled them up to her knees before standing. She looked directly into my eyes as she drew them all the way up and then smoothed her skirt down over her thighs.

  "We're not done for tonight, stud, not by a long shot," she said. "We'll discuss things after work."

  I got a Marcie smile before she walked out of the screening room to check on the front desk. She left it up to me to rewind Deep Throat and put it away.

  As I worked, I thought about how I'd gotten to this point. I had applied for a part-time campus job working a few nights in the A/V department before learning how difficult the work was for some people. Out of seven of us invited to a two-day training session, only two got hired to actually do the job.

  The work itself involved delivering film projectors to classrooms with the film mounted, threaded and ready to play. We delivered other equipment as well, including slide projectors, filmstrip projectors and stereos, but film projectors were the most popular item and, as I learned, the most difficult for some people to use.

  During the training, three of the other guys who had applied for the job simply couldn't figure out how to thread a film projector. I was stunned – I used to do this stuff in high school. At the end of two days, it was clear that a guy named Andy and I were the only ones in the group who would be working for the A/V department.

  That was fine with me. Evening classes ran from 6 to 9; I clocked in at 5 and checked the list of required media and equipment for the evening. Usually I only had three or four to set up; five was a very busy night and that happened maybe twice that semester. Most nights I was done delivering equipment to classrooms by a quarter to six. That meant I could study for at least three solid hours.

  One night I got bored and started checking things out around the department. Although most films shown by faculty were on loan from other libraries, we did have a small collection of some classic films. One of those was Citizen Kane. A good friend of mine was a huge fan of that film, so I asked Marcie if inviting someone in was accepted.

  "Just don't invite a gang of people in here," she said with a frown. Marcie didn't really like student workers, and she had been cold to me since I started work there.

  "Yeah, I was just going to see if one friend of mine would like to see Citizen Kane in the screening room," I told her. She shrugged.

  So I set up the screening, my buddy showed up on the appointed night, and Marcie sat in the back of the room to watch with us. After my friend thanked us both and left, Marcie seemed a lot friendlier toward me. Apparently the way my friend and I behaved passed some sort of test she had in her mind.

  Anyway, after I had retrieved all the hardware and media from classrooms the night of the Citizen Kane screening, Marcie came up to me with a smile and a bit of a twinkle in her eye.

  "Did you know Curt has a copy of Deep Throat?" she asked. Curt was the department manager, meaning he was our boss.

  "Uh, no I didn't know that," I replied. This new attitude from Marcie had me off balance.

  "Yep!" she said. "It's a funny movie and I know where he hides it. Wanna watch it next week when you're working again?"

  "Sure," I said.

  "Good," Marcie replied. "It's a date!"

  So that's how we came to be watching a '70s porno in a university basement room and engaging in illicit oral sex. I was a little shaky after our mutual orgasms, so it took me a little longer to retrieve equipment that night. Marcie seemed a bit irritated when I got back to the department.

  "Took you long enough," she snapped. "It's not nice to keep a horny girl waiting."

  I smiled. "Sorry Marcie," I said, "I guess I had a bit of a case of butter fingers."

  "Yeah, well, wipe the butter off your fingers and let's get out of here," she said. "I've already closed the front desk and clocked you out. Where's your car?"

  I opened the back door and she strode out ahead of me as I shut off the lights. I caught up to her and led her to my car. I don't remember which shitbox car I was driving at the time, but it had two features Marcie was looking for at that moment: four doors and a roomy back seat.

  I drove us to the local lovers' lane, which was a lookout point on the lake located just five minutes from campus. As soon as I had the car in park, Marcie was out the front and getting into the back seat. I joined her and she pulled me into a searing hot kiss.

  "God you got me all worked up in there," she gasped when she broke the kiss. "It's been one hell of a long time since anyone's licked my pussy like that."

  She mashed her mouth back on mine and started exploring my mouth with her tongue. I joined in and toyed with her tongue as I could feel her hands on my pants. Once again she had my pants and briefs down in a flash. Both of her warm hands fondled my rock hard prick as I slid my hands up her thighs to play with her warm wet pussy.

  Marcie broke off the kiss again. "Do you have any interest in seeing my tits?"

  I couldn't help it; I broke out laughing. "Nobody has ever asked me that before, but you got me awfully distracted earlier," I told her. "Yes, I would love to see your tits."

  Marcie quickly undid the row of buttons that ran down the middle of the front of her dress. For the first time, I noticed that the buttons ran from the collar of the dress all the way down to the hem. Marcie unbuttoned to the waist, then opened the front clasp on her bra, which wa
s royal blue and lacy like her panties. I began to wonder if she had planned this evening ahead of time when I stopped thinking. Because there they were.

  I sucked in some air as I stared. Marcie had perfect breasts. They were a perfect handful, which I quickly discovered by cupping them in my hands. They were unbelievably firm, jutting straight out from her chest. And they were capped by the smallest, pinkest nipples I've ever seen. Those nipples were hard as little pebbles.

  I leaned forward and licked all around the right breast and moved over to lick all around the left, fondling with my hands while I worked my tongue around. I then latched onto the right nipple, sucking the bud and running my tongue around it. I moved over to the left nipple and repeated my action, following up with a little bite on the nipple.

  "Oh yeah, baby, that's it," Marcie groaned. She was running her fingers through my hair as I worshipped her breasts.

  I moved back to the right nipple and nibbled, getting another groan from Marcie as her hands left my head and wandered down to my groin. Both hands found my pole and fondled up and down its length.

  "I wasn't kidding when I said you had me all worked up sweetie," Marcie said in between groans. "I don't need any more foreplay."

  I decided to take her at her word. I moved my groin closer to hers as she lined up my penis with her target, and then I slid all the way in on the first stroke. Her pussy walls closed in tight and hot, feeling so slick it was like melted butter. I stayed there for a moment just enjoying the feeling of being in her hot wet vagina. Then I felt her hands moving onto my ass cheeks and grasping them. I pulled back and slammed back in.

  "Oh baby, that's it," she moaned.

  I got into a nice, easy pace and tried to move my prick around inside her pussy, trying to hit all her hot spots. I then moved up so I could grind on her clit as I was stroking in and out, and discovered Marcie liked that. A lot.

  "Yeah, honey, just like that, oh my god!"

  I started thrusting stronger as I reached down with my mouth to capture a nipple. I sucked and fucked in rhythm as Marcie got louder.

  "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

  She tightened her grip on my butt and pulled and pushed in time with my thrusts as she fucked me, thrusting her pelvis up at me.

  "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

  I let go of her nipple and focused on thrusting as deep as I could, moaning along with Marcie. We began fucking faster, thrusting harder, and we both started to spasm uncontrollably at the same time.

  "Oh god, I'm coming!" she yelled as her body tensed. That's all it took – I shot off inside her as I pushed one last time and held myself as deep in her as I could. I felt my sperm shoot into her and drain my energy away at the same time.

  I sagged on top of her as her hands released my cheeks and ran lightly up and down my back. We were both breathing heavily.

  "Oh my god, Paul, that was amazing," she gasped. "Why the hell didn't you tell me you were such a great fuck?"

  I chuckled. "You never asked," I said. "And you never seemed to listen to me when I just told you stuff."

  Marcie's eyes were still closed but she smiled. "Yeah, I can be a bitch on the job, but I have my reasons." She stopped talking and frowned. "Holy shit, are you still hard?"

  I hadn't noticed – yes, I know that sounds stupid – but I was still hard. Rock hard, in fact.

  Marcie dropped her hands back to my ass cheeks and pushed. "Come on, honey, let's get it going again," she moaned. "Make me happy one more time."

  This girl had sucked me off and swallowed my come and then fucked me like a porno slut. Hell yes I was going to try to make her happy!

  I bent down to suck on a nipple as I started moving in and out of her pussy again, which was wetter and slicker than before. I tried rotating around in her pussy like earlier and listened to her moan as I hit her various hot spots. I let go of her nipple and moved my face to hers and kissed her passionately, feeling her hands move up as her arms circled my neck to crush my body on top of hers.

  I kept thrusting as this happened, moving faster in and out and rotating my hips. As we kept kissing I moved my cock up to grind on her clit again and she broke the kiss to yell, "Oh god keep doing that!"

  She moved her hands back to my butt and pulled hard. I got the message and started thrusting hard and fast again, keeping contact on her clit as I did. I thought our rutting would last longer this time, but suddenly I felt Marcie's legs wrap around my waist as her arms moved up around my neck again as her body convulsed in the rhythm I was setting with my thrusts. And she started wailing again.

  "Oh shit just like that Paul, give it to me give it to me give give give give give, AAAHHHH!!!"

  And just like that she tightened her grip even more, her arms and legs trying to crush my body as I shot off into her pussy again. I had never in my life come three times in an evening with two of them as close together as these last two.

  I felt completely drained as my body relaxed. Marcie loosened her grip and, after a minute, her legs slipped off me. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy smile on her face as she held onto my shoulders. She raised up enough to kiss me softly, sweetly on the lips.

  "I don't know where you've been all my life, stud, but that's the best fucking I've ever had," she whispered. "I'd love more, but we gotta get our clothes on 'cause I open in the morning."

  I reluctantly raised up off her body and pulled out of her. We both laughed as our bodies separated with a wet sucking sound. After slowly pulling our clothes back on, we got into the front seat and kissed again.

  I started the car as Marcie dug around in her purse. She pulled out a 3 by 5 card, the kind the library used for everything, including personal notes, and handed it to me. The card listed her address and phone number.

  "I wrote that down earlier and thought I'd give it to you if you impressed me enough," she said. "God, did you ever impress me!"'

  "Feeling is mutual, Marcie," I replied as I put the car in gear. "But you're the one who's supposed to be the impressionist." She giggled.

  "I usually like to have a date with someone before I let him fuck the living shit outta me," she said. "Since you've done the latter, can we take care of the former?"

  I smiled. "You free Saturday night?" I asked.

  "Yup," she said. "It's a date!"

  I dropped her off at her car and got another searing hot kiss. After she had driven away, I realized something. We never actually watched Deep Throat that night.

  The End.

  After-Work Adventure

  It had been a long day at work, but at least it was Friday and she didn't have to go to work tomorrow. She had worked late and was very tired, but she didn't feel like going home yet. So she decided to go to a bar up the street from her office, have a drink or two, and listen to some live music. Jazz and a couple of Cosmos sounded very good to her.

  As she walked into the bar, she saw a seat at the end of the counter so walked over to it and sat down. Signaling the bartender, she ordered her first Cosmo with Grey Goose and lime. As she was waiting for her drink, she noticed that there was a very good-looking man sitting next to her, and that he was looking at her.

  She turned and said "Well, hi there" to him, and he said, "Hi, pretty lady" in a very deep, sexy voice that sent shivers down her spine. As she looked into his eyes, he returned her gaze and she felt as though she was frozen in time and that they were the only two people in the world, an experience she hadn't had for a very long time. She was so caught up in his gaze that she didn't notice when her drink arrived, also an experience she hadn't had in a very long time.

  As she sat there staring into this incredibly sexy man's eyes, she heard him say, "Don't you want your Cosmo?"

  Embarrassed, she said, "Oh my, when did that arrive?" as she reached for it and took her first sip.

  Still looking at her, he replied, "Oh, I don't know, I was busy looking into a beautiful pair of eyes."

  She giggled, almost like a school girl, and said, "Oh, well
I was so lost in your eyes that I didn't know where I was."

  And then, as she looked seductively into his eyes some more, she felt more shivers go up her spine as she realized that he was touching her leg, electrifying her beyond belief. She knew that she should tell him to stop, but the words wouldn't come out of her mouth. She just took another sip from her Cosmo and touched his hand lightly, rubbing it and guiding it further up her leg. She felt such chemistry forming between them and started realizing that she was becoming very, very wet. Before she knew it, she felt his hand moving up her leg, massaging it gently, making her more and more wet. All she could think about was how much she wanted him to touch her pussy and feel the wetness that was forming there. And then, as if her thoughts were being transmitted to him telepathically, she felt him touch her pussy through her panties and then push her panties aside to touch her wet, hot pussy as he began to gently rub her clit. She felt herself melting right there on the bar stool, feeling so turned on, wanting him to throw her down on the floor right there and fuck her wildly.

  Leaning over, he then whispered in her ear, "How does that feel, baby?"

  Of course, by this time, she could barely even think, let alone speak. She just looked at him in the eyes and moaned quietly as he continued to rub her clit, harder and faster, making her melt even more. And then, as he slipped one finger, and then two, into her wet pussy, pushing them in and out, in and out, she could barely contain herself. She closed her eyes and felt as though she was going to explode into an orgasm, not even caring, or really aware, that they were in a public place. More than anything at that moment, she wanted him to fuck her, hard and deep, feeling him pushing his hard, stiff cock inside her wet, hot cunt. Oh yes, she wanted that more than anything.

  She started to gather her thoughts, and as she did, she whispered seductively in his ear, "Why don't we go somewhere more private?"