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I raised my hand, casually, still wrapped around Randi's body. Luckily, her squinted stare would break into a slightly pursed smile just as she'd move a little closer.
Although I was dating other people, I was still relatively unattached and free to indulge in a little fun. I could see, over her shoulder, Vanessa sitting in the passenger seat. But decorum won, and we stepped back from each other for a moment. But the sideways glances Randi would throw at me did little to hide that she knew what I was doing.
When the phone rang, I wasn't expecting it to be her. Although our relationship had ended several years before, we had maintained a sort of friendship. Our relatively infrequent emails had gotten more frequent, and sometimes, rather explicit. Whatever motivation she had, it was clear she was looking for something more. Vanessa, not oblivious to our past OR present, just kept on chatting with her.
She pressed herself back against me, our hands still intertwined between us. As she moaned her approval, I quickly undid my belt and unbuttoned my shorts. To feel the soft, wet folds of her pussy envelope my dick inch by inch. She sucked in a quick breath - just as she had before, but this time quickly let it out with a "Yeeeeeesssssssss baby! It only served to make me harder and fuck her even longer.
She felt my dick against her hand and tried to squeeze it with her fingertips. Somewhere along the way, she had used her free hand to pick up a few things - women are amazing that way. I was happy to be there, nestled up against her body, the feel of her ass against my throbbing cock. We quickly made our way to a secluded spot in the back of the store. And as masculine as I felt at that moment with this beautiful girl ready to give herself to me, getting arrested was not something I wanted or could afford to deal with. I grabbed her by the hand and snuck out, leaving her cousin to fend for herself. When we finally reached her SUV, we barely made it inside. Our parking spot was in a corner of the garage, secluded and relatively dark, though not completely beyond visibility. She moaned louder as she hear my zipper run down the length, and finally gave an approving sigh as she felt my dick spring out from my boxers and land almost perfectly in line with her slit. " "Drive that dick into me." Fuck it felt good to be inside of her. Fuck the shit out of me." I kept sliding in and out of her. Eventually though, I succumbed to her dirty talking and hard fucking.
If you don't mind tagging along with my cousin." Was she inviting me to go shopping with her? But really, what harm could there be in joining her? Except maybe the shopping part." I'll admit, I was fishing a bit here.
My 20-something year-old-mind was juggling the possibilities and the risks.
I could just imagine her on the other end, her thick blonde hair with just the right amount of curl and bounce, her china-doll face with her slightly up-turned nose and piercing blue eyes whose corners would crinkle as she smiled. A flat stomach that led to a perfectly trimmed pussy, and an ass that had me constantly on high-alert. At my request, she almost always wore thongs - regardless of what she wore or where she was going. It also means short shorts, skirts and sundresses that leave just enough to the imagination to keep things titilating. I watched her perfectly tight ass bounce down the steps to the sidewalk below. And with the heat of the day, an air conditioned mall was an effortless choice.
As much as she loved hearing mine, her voice - her tone, her cadence, the way she said my name - made my heart skip. Beautiful, pert c-cup breasts with perfect nipples that begged to be sucked. " "That's actually why I was calling," she replied. It was summer in Boston - which means sweltering heat and humidity. Vanessa's waiting." And just like that, she spun on her heel's and headed down the front stoop. It's not like you've never seen any of my underwear before anyway! "There's a big sale at the Victoria's Secret in town - one day only, and Vanessa had some pass she needs to use there. After all, her cousin would be there too, and we'd be in a totally public place! Trying to figure out what exactly she was looking for what level of participation she was expecting me to have in her big city visit. "We're probably just going to go in for a minute anyway. Normally, a phone call like this would not have raised any concerns. To a jerk of a husband who she had suspected of cheating on her from nearly the day they got married. It felt like minutes, but it was really only a few seconds. The crowds made it easy to disguise my not-so-subtle attempts at trying to decipher what lay underneath. I secretly loved when she would come over after her shift, still wearing her thin scrubs, so I could feel every curve and edge of her thong as it dipped into the v of her sculpted ass cheeks. When we broke up - for reasons too deep to mention here - she eventually sought comfort there. Of course non of this mattered at this particular moment. "I'm coming into Boston next week with my cousin Vanessa. And this hug was the closest thing I had had to physical contact with her since our last sexual enterprise - the last hurrah before the final breakup. "I missed you," she whispered into my ear as we held our embrace. A toffee colored print that gave way to white and pink flowers that hung delicately from two spaghetti thin straps on her shoulders, flared out as it wrapped around her breasts, revealing just enough cleavage to warrant at least a second glance, and fell effortlessly down to just above her knees. She wore a pair of jean short cutoffs and a tank top - both of which she filled out quite nicely. I walked next to her, but occasionally brushed my hand alongside her body, allowing the back of my palm to "accidentally" graze her ass as we walked.She slowed her pace, letting me catch up and press my hand harder against her. I miss feeling you touching me." I said nothing as her back remained to me. Her firm skin was taught on her ass as she bent forward, giving me full access to her. I reached down and pulled it aside, slipping a finger in her now soaking pussy. I want to feel your big dick cum in my pussy." Her words rang inside my head. Every now and then, she'd hold that position, grinding her ass into me.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating