Chapter 2

Michael and Rachael sat in the car outside his home for a few minutes until she was able to compose herself enough to walk into the house safely. He helped her to stand and she adjusted her clothing a bit while he blocked anyone who happened by from seeing anything. She turned to look at the seat she had made such a mess in.

“Oh, Michael! I’m so sorry! Look at what I did to your car!” Rachael said.

“Don’t worry about it, Rachael. It was going in to get detailed next week anyway. This will just make for a good story!” he said.

“Well I’m glad for that!” she said. “But if we are going to make this a habit you should probably get some waterproof seat covers!”

“I’ll order a set tomorrow first thing!” he said.

Michael unlocked the door and held it open for Rachel. She walked in and he shut the door behind them. Then he took her by the upper arm pushing her back against the entry wall. He raised her arms up over her head and held them there as he leaned in for a deep, hard, hungry kiss. He pressed himself against her and she offered no resistance. Rachael moaned into his kiss and melted as he devoured her.

Suddenly he pulled back a step. He spun her around to face the wall and pushed her forward against the wall again, this time face first. His hands moved down her sides and then reached around to cup both of her wondrous tits in his hands.

He stepped forward between her legs and showed her what he had to offer. Rachael moaned as she felt his hard, fat cock filling the crease of her ass cheeks. He pulled her hair to one side so he could kiss on her neck a bit more and Rachael felt her knees go weak.

“Michaaaeeel...” she moaned his name long and slow.

After a few moments of playing with her tits, he reached up and slowly began to unzip her dress in the back. As he moved the zipper down, he pulled the edges apart, kissing the newly exposed skin. Rachael cooed and moaned as his hot kisses moved further down her back. He got to her lower back and revealed the tattoo on her lower back – two roses with interwoven vines.

“Nice tattoo,” he said.

“Oh thanks,” she panted, “I got it back in college in a moment of drunken weakness!”

“Well, maybe I should stock the liquor cabinet too!” he said.

“Ohhh, God! You keep doing that baby, and you won’t need alcohol to win me over!” she said as he kissed her again.

He gently slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress off one shoulder then the other, kissing each shoulder as he bared it. He slowly slid the shoulder straps down and her dress top went with it. Rachael stood up as her top fell off her large tits, and as he reached around to toy with her hard nipples, she laid her head back on his shoulder.

“Ohhh Goddd...” she moaned. Michael’s hands were magic as far as she was concerned and she closed her eyes shutting out everything but the feeling of him touching and teasing her. Michael could feel her trembling and swaying as his hands played over her body.

Before her legs gave out on her completely, he decided he’d better move this to the bedroom. He turned her around to face him again and he picked her up to carry her into the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist and he carried her in a reverse piggyback way through the house to the bedroom. Rachael laid her head on his shoulder and he carried his “little girl” into the bedroom.

He took her over to the side of the bed and she climbed down off him. He looked down into her eyes (Michael was six feet tall) and she looked up into his. He saw the need she had there in her eyes. Her sexual fires had been lit and stoked and now she needed someone to help manage those fires. To control them for her. She needed him to quench the fire that burned in her pussy ... the fire that he lit.

Michael was more than ready for the job. He had the tools and he believed the techniques required to calm her raging inferno and he was ready to get to work. Rachael had been holding her dress up when she got down from his arms and now he took her arms and moved them down to her sides, letting the dress fall to the floor around her ankles.

Because of the design of her dress and it’s plunging bustline, Rachael had decided not to wear a bra. Besides, she thought going without a bra might be sexier and make her more appealing to him. Standing in his bedroom topless now, she realized that bra or no bra, it didn’t matter to him – he was most definitely interested in her!

Michael helped her up on the large king-sized bed and she moved to the middle of it and propped her head up with a pillow. She watched with great interest as it was his turn now to get undressed.

He took off his shirt and t-shirt and she admired his well built and muscular body. He might be a businessman behind a desk most of the day but he still liked to stay in good shape! Michael had a well-developed chest, wide, strong shoulders, and the strong arms she already loved having around her!

She voiced her approval so far with an “Oh Michael!” and then her eyes moved down to await another view – the one she most wanted to see at that moment! He didn’t keep her waiting long either. He shed his pants and then his boxers and Rachael got her first look at what she had been feeling since the park.

“OH MICHAEL!’ she said again – this time with a lot more enthusiasm. Rachael could feel her pussy gush as she saw the huge cock he was sporting. Michael was almost nine inches long and a fat two and three-quarters inches in diameter, with a head even bigger around. He stood straight and tall and ready for action, and Rachael licked her lips in anticipation.

But before she got to sample his wares, Michael had an appetite too ... and appetite that couldn’t wait any longer! He had already tasted her sweetness from the juices he obtained fingering her in the car. Now he wanted more than just a taste!

He crawled up slowly from the foot of the bed, and he could see Rachael trembling and softly whimpering with every move he made. He took his time, building her anticipation and making her want him all the more. She spread her legs wide as he got a little closer, inviting him inside and hoping he would be quick about it!

Michael reached her thighs just above the knee and began kissing his way up the insides of her thighs. He alternated right and left as he ladder-climbed her spread legs. She began shaking as he neared her dripping pussy, knowing that when he reached it, there was sure to be fireworks.

He was just a few inches from her apex when he surprised her by taking a gentle nip at the tender inside of her thighs. Rachael gasped and arched her hips up a bit and he smiled. He moved higher and looked up into the woman’s glassy, lust-filled eyes.

“Please...” she whimpered pitifully. He lowered his head and licked her pussy through her panties. Rachael felt his hot tongue even through her soaked panties and groaned. He gathered the fabric of her panties into a tight roll and pulled it into her slit tightly against her clit as he licked her again. With her swollen pussy lips on either side of the panty roll, she could feel his tongue even more.

“Please Michael, please don’t tease me ... I can’t take it anymore!” she cried, nearly in tears. He couldn’t see her suffer anymore. She needed him and he wasn’t going to deny her any longer. He sat up stripping her panties from her and with his thumbs holding her pussy open he dove into her pink hole.

Michael took one long lap at Rachael’s glistening pink tunnel and she nearly fainted. “Oh my god, Michael!” she cried. Her hands immediately clutched the sheets and her head fell back on the pillow.

He lapped up the juices now flowing freely from her generous pussy, with long slow licks from bottom to top. Rachael writhed and twisted around in sweet agony. Michael made sure his licks were hard enough that she felt them, but still soft enough to tease and torment her.

He wasn’t ready for her to cum even though she would have loved to. He wanted her to reach a point where she would promise him anything he wanted just to get him to make her cum. He wanted her to beg him and plead with him. He wanted this woman to remember who it was that made her this crazy and who it was that gave her relief from it.

As much as he would like to be in total control of the situation, however, Rachael had a few things to her advantage too. Her appearance and hot looks had already made his cock hard as steel and he was most definitely attracted to her. Amy’s rather generic description of her did not do her justice at all and Michael knew from the moment he first met her that this was a woman he wanted to get to know a lot better!

Now nestled comfortably between her long lean legs, Michael was thoroughly enjoying a little “dessert” after dinner. Her slick shaven pussy was sweeter than he could have imagined it to be and even though he wanted to keep on teasing her more, his raging cock was spurring him to move on.

Michael peeled her fold gently open with his thumbs. He could feel the heat radiating from her steaming depths and he saw the glistening pink walls beckoning him to take yet another taste of her sweetness. There was no more holding back. He lost whatever remaining self-control he had and let his tongue explore all around her folds.

Going from gentle and predictable to completely random and rough in a moment, his tongue searched out every crack and crevice where a drop of precious juice might hide. Had Michael been able to pay attention to something other than gathering every drop of juice from her delicious pussy, he might have seen Rachael’s back arch against the bed.

“Michael! Fuck!” she cried out. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and shoved his face farther into her depths. Michael let one hand roam up to her tit and grabbed hold. She groaned at his touch and bucked her hips slightly. Her continuing to scream his name only encouraged him to continue his work.

Using his other hand, he slowly entered her with a finger, gently massaging the inside of her pussy walls and watching carefully for those pleasure spots and taking note of which ones caused the biggest reactions. It was then that he noticed how flushed she was. Her face, chest, and stomach, were all brushed red and speckled with sweat. Michael loved seeing her like this because he knew that he was the one responsible for such pleasure.