Chapter 1: Meeting Stacey

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, Fiction, Oral Sex, Petting, Sex Toys, Tit-Fucking, Analingus, Big Breasts, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: Meeting Stacey - My life on Secondment

When my boss asked me if I would mind a six month secondment to the offices of one of our sister companies I jumped at the chance. I had just been involved in a nasty break up after three years with my girlfriend and my life was very much in the doldrums. He told me I was there to oversee the implementing of some new procedures; the company would rent a house for me as six months in a hotel was very expensive. It was a no-brainer for me, to be fair.

So two weeks later I packed my car and headed off to the north of England with a spring in my step.

The house they had rented was very nice, it was furnished, and although not to my taste it would do me for the short time I was there. When I arrived the owner showed me around and gave me a run down on all the local amenities. The weekend was spent moving the little stuff I had brought with me into the house, and after some shopping to fill the cupboards I sat in the back garden with a beer and book wondering what the next few weeks would bring.

I was stopping in a little village half an hour's drive from the office, so that Monday morning I set off early to make sure I was in the office on time, and as it was I was really early as there was little traffic on the road. The first week seemed to fly by, I was given an assistant, Mary, a pensioner who stunk of cheap perfume and seemed to know all the gossip around the office. She showed me around and introduced me to people that I would be dealing with. She made me tea and made sure I had lunch every day. The offices had a canteen that served drinks all day, and food at breakfast time and lunch time, and she seemed to like spending as much of her time in there as she could, catching up on or creating gossip

Friday night seemed to come all too fast; I had tons of work to get through for a meeting on Monday, so apart from a meal in the local pub I was glued to my laptop all weekend. So on Monday morning I was in early again, at my desk well before eight and raring to go. The meeting was with the company's accounts team. A dozen or so women and girls led by a dickhead of an accountant that just seemed to want to talk over everyone and make ridiculous claims about his ability. He was a real piece of work, the type that thinks the company would close down if he was not there to look after it.

After the meeting one of the girls came over to say hello. She was a real sight for sore eyes. She was pretty with a real girl next door look about her. She was slim but stacked, I guess her tits were not huge, but on such a slim girl they just looked huge. She told me her name was Stacey, we got chatting and I found out that she had seen me in the pub on Sunday as she lived in the same village. To be fair I thought nothing of our chat until three days later, I had been at the office for a couple of hours when I went out to grab something from the car. Stacey was just walking in, she looked like a drowned rat. The rain had been bad since the early hours, and she looked like she had been stood in it for hours.

"are you okay?" I asked.

"Yea, fine," she smiled her cute smile even though she looked well pissed off, " it takes two busses and a long walk to get here, and in weather like this is it's pretty crap"

I had no idea she did not drive, she wandered off to her office and I headed out to my car. Later that afternoon I emailed her asking her to pop down to my office and she arrived looking tired.

"Is everything okay, Stacey?"

"Yes, just been a long day, it takes an hour and half journey each way!" she said " it's worse in the winter when the roads are bad, the buses are always late!"

"Well, how about I give you a lift, we live in the same village so it makes sense," I replied.

Her face lit up and her smile beamed out at me, it made my day seeing her change from a glum girl to a happy girl!

"Are you sure, I don't want to put you out?" she asked.

"No, its not a problem, I will be leaving tonight at about five to five fifteen, is that okay?"

She offered to pay something toward the petrol, but it was a company car so I told her not to be daft.

So a deal was struck. It worked out pretty well, every night she walked down to my office and we carshared home. She lived two streets down from me, so it was not adding any time to my journey. So every night I dropped her off, and every morning I picked her up from the corner of her street.

The first night we hardly said anything, but as the days passed she started to chat about music, life, her job and family. I found out she lived with her mom and had a boyfriend called Andy. She was 21, so fifteen years younger than me. She was really chatty, and it was nice to have a natter during those boring drives. The longer we car-shared the more friendly we became.

We soon got into a routine. She was pleased with the lifts as she told me she got a nice lay-in every morning, and an hour more at home very evening. This carried on for a few weeks until one Monday morning when she was quiet on the morning journey, and looked a little sad on the home journey.

As she got in the car the next morning her mood had not improved. She was obviously in no mood to chat. I worried about it all day, and decided on the way home to broach the subject. So that evening as we pulled off the carpark I just came out with it.

"So, Stacey, what's upsetting you?, You're clearly not yourself, and have not been for a couple of days" I asked, trying to sound as sympathetic as I could.

"It's nothing really" she replied, her voice catching a little. It was obvious that was a lie!

"It's a big nothing to have you this down." I replied "Look, whatever it is, perhaps I can help out"

"I'd rather not talk about it, to be honest." she replied,. I could tell from her voice she was upset, but decided not to push the issue. I dropped her off and went home. Later that evening she texted me to say she was not going to work the next day, and to say sorry for being a moody cow. I replied that she should not worry about it. I did not see or hear from her until the Friday evening.

I had just settled down to eat when there was a knock at the door, it was Stacey. I invited her in and she looked no happier than earlier in the week. I sat her down on the sofa and got her a drink. She was dressed in jeans that really showed off her great legs and cute arse, and a t-shirt that did little to hide her obvious charms.

"Zak, I am sorry if I have been off with you, obviously I have not been ill, I just could not face work," she told me as she sipped her drink.

"It's okay" I said "have I done something to upset you?"

"I'ts not you, you have been so kind to me," she said, her eyes starting to fill with tears. I reaching out for her hand. She smiled at me as she took my hand in hers.

"Look, I don't know what's upsetting you, but it may just be that I can do something to help" I replied "and remember a problem shared is a problem halved."

"You're going to think I am so shallow when I tell you why" she said, her eyes looking directly into mine.

"Look, if you want to talk then I am here for you" I said, trying to sound caring, at the same time trying not to ogle her pert bouncy breasts, it had been a while!

"I need some advice and there is no one at home or work I could ask" she said, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

She started to tell me her story, she had met Andy at school, he was two years older than her and she had fallen for him on day one. He was a nice steady guy that worked at a local supermarket. They seemed to have a good life, but she told me he was a little selfish in the bedroom department. She had, and she blushed as she told me, only been with him, and had had little to compare him to until she had been on a hen night with some work friends, in the hotel overnight the girls had been discussing their sexual preferences and it soon became evident to her that there was something missing in their relationship. She told me that one of the other accounts girls, Bonny in particular, had been very vocal about what she liked men to do to her and what she like to do to men, I made a mental note of that name!

She slipped her hand out of mine to wipe away her tears as she told me that Andy was very stuck in his ways when it came to sex, she blushed more as she told me this. It was always the same, they both undressed, he asked for a blow job, he stroked her briefly, and them entered her and after he had finished he got dressed and went home, and she in her own words got nothing from it at all.

I have to say I was starting to get tight in the trouser department at this point, but I tried not to show it.

"Have you asked him to do things for you?" I asked, trying not to sound too much like a pervert.

"Yes, but he just says that's okay for porno movies, but I's not for us" she said, "so I need to ask someone that has more experience if what the other girls tell me they do is true, or are they making it up."

"So what..." my voice was suddenly slightly high pitched "what have they told you they do?"

"Well, Bonny told me her current boyfriend, well, he kisses her downstairs and stuff like that" she said once again blushing, "and Abbie said her man uses a toy, you know, a sex toy, on her"

"Wendy in the HR department" she said looking away, "the one with the big boobs, well, her man likes to use them to well, well, he likes to cum over them"

"Clare told us that her man likes to watch her please herself, you know what I mean." she said, I nodded my confirmation.

"Louise told me that her man likes her to dress up and act out little stories" her face was now as red as a beetroot and she was looking very embarrassed.

"and well, Mary, well, I can't even begin to tell you what she does..." she said, letting out a little nervous giggle.

It was obvious from the way she was talking that she was very inexperienced. I was in a real quandary. On one hand I wanted to take her upstairs and ravish her, but on the other hand she was a young inexperienced girl, and I did not want to take advantage of the situation. It was a real moral dilemma, my mind racing as I tried to work out what to do for the best.

"Well I have to tell you the girls are not telling tall tales, those things are all done by men that want to please their ladies" I told her, trying to hide the obvious erection that was growing in my trousers, "and by ladies that want to please their men."

"So do all couples do such things? " she asked, looking me in the eye.

"Sex is a two way street, and both parties must learn how to please each other." I told her.

"But Andy told me good girls don't like such things, he wants me to suck his cock but never once has he tried to lick my ... well, you know, my fanny." she said, her neck and face still flushed.

I explained that as much as guys love blowjobs, most woman loved to receive oral sex, she asked me if it was a dirty or nasty thing for the man to do and I reassured her that it was fine as long as the lady had showered, and it was no different giving a blow job We chatted for about half an hour about exchanging oral sex, the whys and the wherefores, etc., and boy was I uncomfortable throughout the whole chat, not about talking about it, just because I so wanted to take her upstairs and get past the theory lesson and into the practical demonstration. She was obviously still nervous about it, but at least she had a man's point of view now.

She left that evening, and to be honest I had to go and take a cold shower as soon as she had left the house, and to be totally honest I had to take care of business, so to speak, while I was in there. It took no time as I tried to imagine Stacey in there with me.

Saturday was laundry and shopping day, I drove into the local town and filled my trolley with meals for one, and snacks, as well as a few bottles of beer. An afternoon of ironing with my music on full blast was a great antidote to the pressure of work. Saturday evening found me sat in the house, a bottle of beer and a pizza on the table, with the TV on. My mobile phone lit up to tell me a text had arrived. It was from Stacey, could she come round?, I texted back and awaited her arrival. I turned the TV off and stuck on some music.

She arrived in less than half an hour, and she was obviously far from happy. I got her a beer and she sat down.

"So what or who made you so mad?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Well it's him, he was so negative!" she said, swigging at her beer. "We talked about, well you know what, and he told me he does not care what other people say happens, it's all bullshit and that stuff only happens in porno movies!"

She took another gulp of beer...

"So how did you leave it?" I asked, a picture of innocence.

"Well I told him either he does it for me or that's us over!" she smiled at me "to be fair, it was turning stale anyway"

"So how did he take that?" I asked.

"He got up and walked out, calling me a slag." she said, laughing "It's his loss, not mine"

She sat back in the chair and drank her beer, it was almost all gone, so I got us both another and offered her a slice of pizza. She seemed content to sit there listening to the music. The silence was deafening and there was this huge elephant in the room. Two beers later she turned and smiled at me.

"So can I ask a huge favour?" she said calmly, and my heart nearly stopped, "May I stop here tonight, please?"

"Sure thing." said I, trying to be cool, calm and collected, "I will make up the spare bed"

"Thanks, that's great" she said, my chin dropped to the floor, that was not the answer I had expected or desired. So that night a very naked and sexy young lady slept in the bed not 6 feet from mine, separated from a very horny me by one single brick wall. I woke early, having been unable to settle, I cooked breakfast when I heard her start to move around upstairs. We ate bacon and eggs and she told me that today was the start of her new life, Andy was history, and she was going to go out and find a guy that knew how to treat a girl right!

So she went home, I got my head down to some work, and tried to remove all the inappropriate thoughts that were spinning around my head. The following week we did the lift thing and not much was said until Friday morning, she jumped into the car with a sports bag which she tossed onto the back seat.

"Off to the gym?" I asked as we drove along.

"Sorry, no, I should have mentioned it, me and some of the girls are off clubbing after work." she said, giggling with excitement.

"Sounds good, a great way to wind down after a long week." I replied.

"I am going out to get drunk and laid tonight." she said. I could see her looking at me out of the corner of my eye.

"Well, just say safe!" I told her.

"Yes, Dad " she said, laughing and turning up the car stereo. She car danced all the way to the office and jumped out of the car with a spring in her step.

That evening I worked late, drove home and ordered a take-a-away meal. I was in my bed by nine and asleep by half past. The telephone woke me and I answered it, looking at the bedside clock, it was one o'clock on the morning - it was Stacey, she sounded drunk.

"Sorry to bother you." she slurred down the phone at me.

"No bother, what's the matter?" said I, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"I hate to ask, but I desperately need a lift, the other girls have gone to a house party with some creepy lads but I was too scared to go." she said, her voice a little wavy. I was not sure if it was the drink or her nervousness.

She told me where she was and I was dressed and in the car within ten minutes.

I pulled up outside a telephone box half an hour later. As soon as the car pulled up she ran over and jumped in, she looked amazing in high heels, short skirt and a low cut top that showed a vast amount of cleavage. My cock stirred in my boxers.

"Thank you so much for this!" she said, leaning over and planting a huge sloppy kiss on my cheek, "you're an angel"

She would not have called me an angel had she been able to read my mind, trust me.

"I have left my keys at Bonny's house in my gym bag." she told me.

"So will your mom be up at this late hour?" I asked as we drove.

"Nooo, would you mind if I crashed at yours again, please?" she asked.

"Not a problem." I replied, trying to keep my mind and eyes on the road.

She was asleep on the sofa within ten minutes of being in the house, I covered her with a blanket and left a glass of water beside her before retiring to my own bed, alone and horny yet again.

A knock on the door woke me, it was Stacey dressed in one of my shirts and little else, with two cups of coffee in her hands. The sun was streaming through the window and a glance at the clock told me it was just before ten. Her hair was wet, as were her legs.

"Hey, sleepy head, I made a coffee." She put the cups down and sat on the edge of the bed. "I hope you don't mind, but I had a shower."

"That's fine." I said, trying not to look as the thin shirt met her skin and showed off her womanly curves.

"Sorry about last night, I guess the last thing you need is some silly little girl waking you up at all hours." she said, her voice hinting at sadness.

"Hey, it's not a problem" I said as I reached for the coffee, "and you're not a silly girl, you're a very pretty young lady."

"Do you really think I am pretty?" She blushed.

"Hell yes, really!" I said without thinking, "I am sure you a had the guys in the palm of your hand in the club last night"

"Your joking, my friends went to the party and dumped me as I only had thoughts in my head about one guy" she said, her eyes dipping, "There were guys there, but I knew in my heart who I wanted to be with last night"

"So Andy is getting his second chance?" I asked, trying not to sound disappointed.

"Noooooo, not at all." and with that she put her cup down and stood up. My heart skipped a beat and the roof of my mouth became as dry as the Sahara. She stood less than three feet from me and started to unbutton the shirt, with a flourish it was gone and she stood there in all her glory, naked as the day she was born. I drank in the view, my eyes wandered down her body from her cute smile, over the sloped of her big firm titties, over her flat as a washboard stomach, down over her cute pussy covered in thin wisp of blonde pubes, and down her slim legs.

My cock jerked, and under the sheets and I was worried my cork would pop there and then

I lifted the edge of my duvet and she slipped in beside me, my hands reaching for her and hers for mine, we embraced. Our mouths crushed against each other, I pulled her body tight to mine. The feeling of that tight young fresh body against mine was amazing, and the obviously reaction happened, she must have felt it as she reach down between us and wrapped her fingers around my organ.

"You are sooooo hard, did I do that?" she giggled. In my head I wanted to slide my dick deep into her cunt, but I knew that she deserved more than a quick fuck.

My lips slipped from her lips and I kissed down her neck, over her shoulders and down over the slope of her big firm boobs. I kissed and licked the firm flesh, at the same time I used one hand to cup one of her amazing jugs, they were so firm it was unbelievable. My lips found her erect nipple and I flicked at it with the very tip of my tongue, making Stacey moan out loud. I used one hand to massage the soft warm flesh of one tit as my tongue and lips teased the nipple of the other, her nipples were very responsive and obviously sensitive. Every flick produced a moan or a groan from her sweet lips. I sucked hard on them, feeling her rubbery teats grow between my lips. I gripped them with my teeth and pulled gently on them. Stacey grabbed the back of my head and mashed my face into her, her warm breast flesh moulding into the curves of my face.

I lifted her boob and ran my tongue along the crease between tit and chest, all the time my hand was fondling the other big tit. I switch my lips from right boob to left boob, sucking her nipple hard as my tongue clicked at its tip. I let my face drift down into her cleavage and then rubbed her tits around my face. I licked, kissed and sucked on those heavenly orbs for what seemed like ages until eventually I decided Stacey needed a real treat.

I started to kiss down over her very flat, very taught stomach, encircling her belly button with kisses before heading further south. I could smell her excitement as my nose reached her hips. I could feel the warmth emanating from her sex before my tongue connected with it.

The first broad stroke of her cute little pussy with the broad tip of my tongue made her whimper with pleasure. I opened her petals gently and ran my tongue along her groove, licking at the pink delicate skin. Lapping up the juices that started to flow from her. I felt her hands stroking the top of my head as I ate her deep and hard. Licking and kissing along that deep furrow, from top to bottom and back to the top. Taking my time, allowing Stacey to get used to the feeling, at the same time savouring her juicy cunt.

I ran my fingers deep into her, lubricating them before I started to work on her clitty. My fingers ran a figure of eight pattern on it as I drove my tongue deeper into her sex. She opened her legs wider giving me better access. She was whimpering and groaning, she was calling my name calling for God to help her, and that made me lick her even harder and deeper. I could feel her excitement on my face and taste it on my tongue. She was seeping love juice.

Her first orgasm came on us both like a bolt of lightning, she screamed and, I felt her hips lift up beneath me I ran my tongue along her slit and rubbed her clit hard as her body was overcome with the power and ferocity. She came all over my face, her juices exploded out of her, I drank as much of it in as I could, but she was bucking and writhing so much I could not hold onto her. It wasa good five minutes before her body relaxed. As soon as she stopped bucking I swapped around, slipping two fingers I inside her tight little pussy as my tongue lashed at her clit, I heard her let out a deep sigh as I start working her into another climax.

It took only a few minutes of finger and tongue work to send her over the edge again, and she once again exploded with passion and my fingers were coated with sticky lady cum. Her hips drove at my fingers and her hands held my head in position. I lapped at her little clit as fast as I could, and her language told me that it was good for her. I felt her legs clamp down on my hands, stopping me from finger fucking her.

"Ohhhh my God that was good, but please no more!" she said, her voice filled with lust.

I stopped licking her and raised my head to smile at her...

"Well, no more for a little while," she said with a giggle.

I moved up the bed and lay beside her.

"Your face is covered with my cum" she said "can I ask a question, do I taste nice?"

I licked my lips theatrically and let out a big mmmmmmmmm.

"Oh yes, very!" I replied. I ran my fingers down her body and slid my fingers along the wet lips of her pussy, coating my fingers with her liquor and sucking them clean.

"Extremely " I said, laughing and repeating the action, gathering up more of her fluid and sucking it from my digits.

"Would it be weird if I tasted myself?" she asked coyly. Her already red face going a shade or two redder.

I ran my fingers over her puffy pussy lips and coated them in her juices before offering them to her. She was reticent at first, but after a gulp she closed her eyes and let me slip my fingers into her open mouth. She did not suck at first, she let my fingers rest in her mouth as I guess she got used to the flavour, it took only a few seconds for her to start suckling on my fingers, she pulled them away...

"Wow, I thought it would be a nasty taste but it's quite nice," and with that she slipped three of her own fingers into her own gash and sucked them clean. It was a very erotic sight and my cock started to throb with anticipation.

"So you liked that?" I asked, already knowing the answer

"Mmm, very much so, but more importantly do you mind doing it?" she asked demurely.

Without answering, I slid back down the bed and, kneeling beside her, I dropped my head between her thighs, lapping eagerly at her smooth as silk pussy lips. They were still plump with excitement, and I licked and kissed them as Stacey let out a series of ohhhhh and arrrrrrhhhhhhs.

She had an amazingly tasty cunt, and I wasted no time showing her just how much I wanted it. I opened her and ran my tongue into her, pushing my face hard against her to gain maximum depth. Something she appreciated, if the long sigh was anything to go by.

I felt her cup my balls and that made me eat harder and deeper into her quim.

I moved my tongue in broad sweeps of her pussy. I lapped hard and long at her tasty little treasure pot, and I could almost feel it throbbing and pulsating against my tongue. Her juices were now flowing freely and dribbling down her ass crack. I traced its path and licked down over her slit until I was licking down toward her bum. She had a really cute butt, and I decide she might like a real treat.

I sat up and asked her to roll over, which she did without question. I ran my hands over her firm buttocks, squeezing the downy flesh. I used my hands to open her buttocks, exposing her charming little arsehole. I heard her gasp, and I ran my finger over it tracing patterns around it that made her gasp louder. I ran my fingers down to her pussy and used some of the juices to lubricate my fingers before rubbing the tip of one finger over her ass, I felt it contract at my touch. I gently stroked it, getting her used to the sensation.

I lowered my head and ran my tongue along her arse, flicking at her bum hole. She was now whimpering. I pressed my tongue harder to the puckered skin and lapped and licked at it as I slid my fingers down over her pussy until I found her clit. I started to strum her clit as my tongue lapped at her little rosebud arsehole.

"Oh my fuck, that feels so nice!" I heard her groan as I ran my tongue all over her arse crack before attacking her actual arse again, trying to force my tongue into her tiny puckered hole. At the same time my fingers strummed her clit until I could feel her start to boil over, Stacey let out a low deep groan as my fingers worked their magic on her love button.

"Please don't stop, don't stop, please " she told me as I started to lick her harder and faster.

I slipped my fingers down over her pussy, covering my fingers in her sticky natural lube before starting to frig her clit again. Her body started to shudder and shake as my fingers went wild. Her breathing became deeper and her moans more frequent, until she exploded with pleasure. My hand was covered in even more of her very thick very sticky cum, and her body started to twitch and convulse beneath me.

It seemed to take an age before her body and her breathing started to settle down, I edged up the bed until we were lying beside each other.

"Wow, that was amazing," she said as she leaned over to kiss me.

She cuddled up to me, her big tits mashed against me as she rested her head on my chest. I so wanted to mount her there and then and empty my balls deep inside her, but I knew that was just what Andy, her ex-boyfriend would have done.

For the rest of this story, you need to Log In or Register