Chapter 9

Robert guided Brenda onto the bed, his muscular body easily covering her. They kissed again, and she seemed to press, meeting his phantom thrusts. He kissed his way to her breasts, taking them in hand, and sucked and licked her nipples.

“Yes, yes, go lower,” she coached as his kisses went down her stomach. He adjusted his position, spreading her legs more.

Robert kissed her dampened skin all around her pussy, then sucked on her wrinkly lips. The first one, then a second finger entered her as his tongue licked her. A tease of her clit made her body jolt.

Her fingers combed his lengthened hair as he pleased himself, and her.

“You eat a good pussy.”

“Thank you, and yours tasted so fucking good!”

Brenda had a pleasing smile as her lover aroused her more and more. “Don’t stop!” She said, urging him back to her pussy. Robert continued, her breathing growing quicker. Moments later, she paused, then released a sensual-sounding cum.

“That was a good, strong one. Thank you, Robert.”

“You didn’t fake it?”

“Honey, I never fake a cum, especially a strong one! I don’t pretend, just to satisfy the man’s ego.”

He lapped up her fresh nectar, then she urged him up her body, tasting herself on his lips. His cock had stayed hard, and she rubbed the head up and down her slit, guiding it into her. She bent her knees, locking her lover in place, as he began fucking her.

Brenda could feel him moving his pelvis differently, the odd time pressing against her clit. She placed a hand on his ass. “Slow down a little. You don’t want to cum too soon, do you?”

“No way. It’s just so exciting.”

“Am I the first stripper that you’ve fucked?”

“Yes, I can tell you why after we’re done.”

“When you feel the urge to cum, tighten your muscles as if stopping the flow of pee.”

“I do that to last longer when I fuck my wife. Shit, I shouldn’t have said that.”

“It’s okay. I noticed your wedding ring. I’m not interested if you’re cheating on your wife with me.”

“I’m not; I mean, she knows I’m with you—not you by name, but with a stripper.”

“I’ll definitely want to hear what you have to say. Enough talking; let’s enjoy our fuck.”

“I certainly am.”

Robert continued his deep thrusts, her body pressing to meet each one. He pulled out, his cock hard, glistening with their juices. She sucked on it for a moment, then he motioned her to her hands and knees.

“Fuck, does your pussy ever feel good fucking you from behind.”

“I like this position too. It allows me to suck on a cock or lick pussy as I’m fucked.”

“There is one thing my wife and I like to do when I fuck her from behind. She likes it when I pull her back, kiss her neck, and feel her tits as I fuck her. I’m lucky that my cock is long enough to stay in her. Tell me if it hurts you, and I’ll stop.”

Robert wrapped her long hair around his wrist, gently pulling back as he gave her deep thrusts. A hand on her shoulder for leverage helped him stay connected to her.

“It is a little uncomfortable having my hair pulled back like that.”

Robert let go of her hair, smoothing his hand over it. “Sorry, I’d never hurt you.”

Brenda returned to her back, and she enjoyed their kissing and guiding his lips to her hand nipples. He was able to hold off once, but not the second time, with deep grunts accompanying each thick spurt.

“That was a good, strong cum, thank you.”

“It was my pleasure.”

“Brenda, It’s Allison. Roger wants you back out serving the customers. You’re not supposed to spend this amount of time having fuck.”

“Okay, be right out.”

Robert pulled back, going between her legs and quickly licking up his leaking cum.

Brenda used a towel to clean her pussy then they dressed.

“The reason my wife knows I was with a stripper is because I wanted to find the youngest and prettiest.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“Next Thursday, the fourteenth, is our ten year wedding anniversary, and we wanted to do something super erotic and sexy. My wife, Emily, and I had always fantasized about her having sex with a woman. We didn’t want our friends or neighbours to know, so we figured a stripper would be a stranger, and hopefully she liked being with women.”

“I love eating pussy. So you want me to have sex with your wife, where?”

“We’re going to get a room at the Quinte Convention Centre for several nights. I thought it would be more private to do girl-on-girl action.”

“Will you be there?”

“Yes, we fantasized about me watching her with another woman, and I’d fuck her as she licked your pussy. Then, possibly, I’d fuck you as you licked Emily’s pussy. We’ll gladly pay you for your time.”

“I’ve never had that kind of offer before.” She pretended as if Robert wasn’t her first fuck.

“We’d pay you 250 dollars for the evening, and possibly over night. We would never harm you, and you can give our cell numbers to any of your relatives if you’d be concerned.”

“I could take Friday off school so we don’t have to rush. Thank you for your offer, and I accept.”

“What grade are you in?”

“I’m in my second year of journalism at Quinte Community College.”

“I’ll give you my cell number, and we can set up a time.”

“Do you have a picture of your wife?”

Robert took out his phone, opening it to his photo album. “Very pretty. I like her long hair and figure. Now show me the naked one of her.”