Late-Night Detour
The names have all been changed, including mine, to protect the not so innocent. If you want to read more about my history, read the prologue. Chapters 1 and 2 deal with meeting Molly and how our relationship evolved. Read Chapter 3 for more about Sanrda.
Chapter 4
Sandra smiled and grabbed my hand, “Let’s take this someplace more comfortable. “ She moved toward the door, but I couldn’t leave yet.
I pulled back, “I’ll be along in just a minute. But I need to take care of something first.”
Sandra smiled seductively, “I thought I already did that?” She stepped closer and started stroking my semi-hard cock with her free hand.
I laughed. “No, I meant that I need to pee first.” Sandra stood there a moment, just staring at me to see if I was joking. Gosh, how could I say this and not ruin the moment? I looked down and nervously continued, “It hits me nearly every time I cum.” Sandra continued to look at me blankly, so I stepped over to the toilet hoping she would get the message. She let go of my hand and started for the door, but turned back to face me as I lifted the lid. A weird expression spread across her face.
“Is it okay if I stay?” Christ! Why are some women so fascinated with watching a guy pee?
“Um, sure.” I moved into position and tried to block out her presence. Eventually I relaxed enough and felt the flow start. I sighed. I heard movement and turned to see Sandra slowly walking toward me with her eyes fixated on my cock.
“May I touch it?” I shrugged, so she slipped beside me and cautiously wrapped her hand around my shaft. Slowly, she swirled my rod causing the stream to splash on different places in the toilet. As she leaned tighter against me, I could feel her hard nipples press into my arm. Interesting. Sandra continued to play with me until my bladder was empty. She shook it gently and then surprised me by pulling off a few sheet of tissue and wiping the slit. Sandra stood on tip-toe kissed my neck. “Thanks. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to do that.” She giggled and once again grabbed my hand, “Now where we?” Her hand began sliding up and down my dick, causing it to stiffen. “Mmmm, I think I’m starting to remember.” She giggled again and dashed out of the room. “Betcha can’t catch me!”
I chuckled and started after her. I watched as she ran squealing into what I assumed was her bedroom. When I stepped inside, I saw a large lump moving under her covers. As if that wasn’t enough to give her away, she was failing miserably to stifle her laughter. Even my young niece knew how to hide better than this! I smiled and pretended to look for her. “Is she in the closet?” “Is she under the bed?” “Is she hiding behind the curtains?” I walked to the end of the bed and yanked the covers down, causing her to squeal. “Now that I found you, what is my prize?”
Sandra laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me onto the bed on top of her. “I don’t know,” she breathed into my ear as her hand again stroked me, “but I found mine.” I bent down and kissed her passionately. My hand slid over her flat stomach to the swell of her breast. I hadn’t really enjoyed them in our earlier coupling as I was far to eager to satiate my lust. Now that the edge was taken off, I was determined to enjoy teasing and playing with her body.
I kissed my way down to her neck as my hand circled her lovely mound. I let the side of my fingers rub against the side of her breast. I kept circling her firm tit slowly moving closer to her hard nipple. Sandra’s hand tightened around my cock. I kissed and sucked on her neck, causing her to arch her back in response. I smiled and gently nipped at her shoulder. I felt the slight bumps of her areola under my fingers and rather than attack her pointed nipple I ran up to the top of her breast and slowly raked my fingers down it. Again, I avoided direct contact with her hard point. Sandra’s heavy breathing caused her chest to rise and fall with each deep gasp.
Slowly I kissed my way down to the valley between her ample breasts. Her free hand grasped my hair as I licked and nibbled around her breasts. I could taste the salty sweat from our earlier romp and it drove me wild with lust. Sandra frantically jerking me off probably helped a little in that area as well. I had planned to tease her more, but as my ardor rose my reasoning was slipping from me. I grasped her left nipple with my fingers and began tugging on it roughly as my lips closed over the other. A loud guttural groan split the night and she arched her back so sharply that only her hips and head were in contact with the mattress. I lashed at her hard nub with my tongue as I slowly sucked more of it into my mouth. I grazed my teeth against it and Sandra bucked wildly. I smiled around her nipple and slowly sank my teeth into the rubbery nub as my tongue continued to batter against it. I lifted my head from her chest, tugging her breast away from her chest.
She moaned constantly, her fingers clenching my hair and cock. I tried to reach her pussy, but with the way I was straddling her right leg I couldn’t. So I settled for squeezing her hip and digging under her to get to her tight ass. It was almost as nice as Molly’s. Shit! Why did I have to think of Molly right now? I pushed her out of my mind and focused on the beauty writhing beneath me. Sandra gripped me tighter and tried to pull me toward her cunt. I bit harder on her nipple and chuckled into her breast as I again lifted my head, drawing her breast with me. She arched her back to follow my greedily sucking lips. When she could arch no farther, I kept tugging. Sandra whimpered as I stretched her nipple to its limit. I relaxed my jaw slightly and her breast slipped from lips with an audible pop. Sandra sagged back to the bed and stared at me, her eyes filled with lust.
With a force of will, I resisted climbing between her wantonly spread thighs and fucking her senseless. I bent down and captured her other nipple in my mouth. I shifted my hands around. Sandra wrapped her left leg around me, which gave my hand even better access to her amazing ass. I ran my hands over it and then began squeezing and clutching the firm flesh as my mouth abused her left nipple. My other hand drifted up and began tugging and twisting on her abused right nipple. Sandra was gasping and writhing as I worked her senses into overdrive. I could sense her desire climbing and wanted to see if I could get her to cum without touching her clit.
I redoubled my efforts on her breasts, recalling how she had responded to the rough treatment on the couch. I bit, licked and sucked her breast and nipple while tugging and twisting the other. My other hand mauled her ass. Sandra rolled her hip and I took the hint and began stroking her starfish. I knew it would be way too tender to enter, but simply playing with it was doing the trick. Sandra started chanting yes over and over again. I added a bit if pressure to my ministrations as my teeth again closed over her nipple. Her cries increased and soon she was shrieking out her pleasure for the third time that night. I kept up my attention to her sensitive parts until she went limp.
Knowing she would be out for a few minutes, I climbed off the bed and headed for the living room. I picked up our glasses and refilled them from the sink. When I wandered back into the room, Sandra’s eyes were still closed and she hadn’t moved. Damn she was so fucking sexy laying there. I hadn’t wanted to disturb her when I climbed off, so her legs were still spread. Her pussy was fully engorged and there was a small puddled under her hips. Her chest was still rising and falling erotically as her breathing had yet to return to normal. I sat the cups on the nightstand and crawled back on the bed. I kissed Sandra tenderly.
The room was filled with the scent of sex and I could feel my cock stiffen. I eased myself between her legs and slowly started grinding against her sopping wet slit. Slowly, she came around enough to return the kiss. I shifted the angle of my hips so that my cock was now rubbing against her swollen clit. Sandra moaned into my mouth. I rolled my hips back slowly, drawing my cock down her body until the head slipped between her lips. I pushed myself up so that I could watch her as I eased myself into her steamy depths, luxuriating in the feel of her spreading around my shaft. Watching the pleasure spread across her face made me want to slam the rest of the way into her, but I resisted. Finally, my balls came to rest on her ass and I held myself buried deep inside her.
Sandra was slowly coming around and spread her legs wider. I slowly sawed in and out of her, pulling back until just the mushroom head was inside and then easing all the way back into her. I was relishing the pace. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me as I stroked in and out of her. Her hand wrapped around my head and she pulled me down. Her lips met mine and I felt her tongue probing against my lips. Odd, I had stuck my cock into her mouth, cunt and ass but this was the first time our tongues had touched. My hands stroked her body as our tongues danced.