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Strip For Me (angelicxdream & I)

3ngag3

3ngag3

Supernova
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Location
The Pits of California
Being 18 had it's advantages for Tomko. He could enjoy the pleasures that most boys younger than him could not. He could drink, smoke, and drive to his hearts content. But the young man had other ideas for how he would spend his time. He chose to go to various gentlemens clubs and delight in the women who danced and stripped on stage for the customers. He would order a drink and watch their sultry bodies wave and glide through the air like a graceful acrobat and it would make him all warm and fuzzy inside.

On this particular day, he entered the Blue Zebra gentlemen's club. It was a relativley new place which Tomko enjoyed. Most other places he went were a bit run down and dirty, but this place here was squeaky clean. There were actually quite a few customers here today. That was alright. More entertainment for him. The young man walks over to the bar and orders some fine wine, his attention directed towards the stage and waiting eagerly for the next show.
 
Elizabeth didn't know what was happening. She had her next shift on Tuesday. And, today was Monday. She had been bribed by her manager to come, and was told that she would be paid double her usual rate every hour. So, how could she refuse? Her dirty blonde hair shimmered under the light. She had a fair complexion, a slender body, and bright blue eyes. She was a stripper, but she preferred the word entertainer. Today, she wore a plaid miniskirt and a white blouse. Her boss had specifically ask for school girl, and that's what she came as. She had just started her show. The lights had focused on her figure, as she walked up to her metal pole, swivelling her body around it. Her blouse was more transparent than anything else, and the lavendar bra underneath stood out. She picked at the buttons, flinging her shirt off to the audience. Whoever caught it was guaranteed something special. Next, her skirt came off. She grinded against the poll, breathing in and out heavily. She rocked her damp panties against the pole, and grinned at the crowd. Full house. She hadn't even noticied. She was in her own world.

Soon, she caught a young man with dark hair for her next target, her next little fucktoy. Perfect. She saunteered towards the lucky man, who had caught her shirt. She pulled his tie, settling on his lap, whispering something in his ear. It was an invitation to come into her bedroom that existed behind the curtains of the stage. She took out something from her bra, a business card, and slipped it inside his hand. He just had to give that to the security guards and they let him through. But, he had to wait until everyone cleared out, an hour wait. She rewarded him with a lap dance, and once she felt something poking at her stomach, she growled in his ear. "I can't wait to have you all to myself. I can't wait to have your hot dick inside my tight pussy.." The music started, and that meant it was time to walk back on stage. Right now, she only wore a bra and panties. She walked back behind the curtains, catwalking and taking her time to admire her audience. She was wearing a matching thong and her lace bra, winking at him once more.
 
And so, the show began and Tomko took a seat near the front of the stage to get the best view of the action. She was playing the naughty schoolgirl and he enjoyed what he saw when she first came out. Leaning back in his chair, he watched her sultry form parade and dance around the stage and making herself wet by grinding the pole. Quite the way to arouse yourself in public, he thought to himself. He could see right under her blouse. It left little to the imagination about what was hiding underneath and when the stripper took her shirt off, Tomko stared in wonder at the bouncy and perk breasts in front of him. He seemed to lick his lips at the opprotunity to get his hands all over them.

And then, as if she were drawn to his instincts, she came to him and the young man sat up eagerly to await his prize. His tie loosened as it was pulled off of him. He wasn't really fond of them anyway, so he simply removed it and set it aside for later. It was then her sultry voice echoed into his ear. To his amazement, she was actually inviting him to come join her for some after hours 'fun'. It excited Tomko to the point where he began to get aroused. Quickly, he took a peek at the card. Elizabeth. A rather simple name for such an exotic dancer, but it was cute in its own twisted way. He slid the card into his pocket as this Elizabeth began to give him a lap dance. It didn't take long for his erection to grow and when the stripper noticed it, he once again was treated to her verbal musings. He wanted to reply. To tell her how much he wanted her right there at that very moment. But the music cued and she quickly got back to the stage. He would have to go back there to let her know personally.

And Tomko did just that. After about an hour, everything was cleared out. A perfect opprotunity to go back and meet Elizabeth. He went back and was immedietley confronted by the security guards. The young man merely had to flash the card the woman gave him for them to let him through. All he had to do now was find where Elizabeth was staying.
 
Unless you were blind, you couldn't miss the sign to her room. It was the last door at the end of the hallway. Her door was covered with a black velvet curtain and underneath, a regular wooden door with a metal knob. The door read "Elizabeth." in gold letters. Inside, it was more than lavish. It looked small from outside, but inside, there was a queen sized mattress covered with red silk sheets. And, Elizabeth? She was sitting at her vanity desk, smacking her lips together, having just painted on a fresh coat of red. She wanted to leave a mark. Her beige robe was flapping against her side as she moved. She was in her "after the show" clothes which weren't really clothes at all.

She had on a black bustier with matching black lace panties. And, black knee high leather boots. They were fucking uncomfortable, but they were sexy. She knew none of her clients ever kept her waiting, and it wasn't as if she was going to be walking in them all day. They were just for work. She took the pin out of her hair, and her hair tumbled down in elegant waves. She slipped off the robes, and laid on the bed, her legs spread before her. Actually, whenever she thought of that young man sitting in the audience with a glass of red wine in his hands, she began to get wet and hot. She didn't know if it was because he was wealthy, or because he was just hot as hell.

A pack of condoms sat beside her, on the wooden bedside table. A bottle of fine red wine was placed in a bucket of ice on the coffee table. She knew he would appreciate it. And besides, she was getting paid by the hour. There was no way he would be late. She would still get paid no matter what. She didn't really care. Okay, she kind of did. She wanted something hot, and thick and preferably throbbing in between her legs. She was already starting to grind against the bed for temporary relief, her breathing starting to get heavy and hot.
 
It wasn't until Tomko got to the end of the hallway that he found what he was looking for. There, in front of him, the sign with Elizabeth's name on it stood out like a sore thumb. He thought himself stupid for not noticing it earlier, but he found it now and all that was left to do was enter the room and see just what this woman had in store for him. And what a sight it was. There she was on the matress in front of him, dressed to impress any man and legs spread wide as if to invite the carnal desires of whoever chose to approach.

"Well, well," Tomko started as he walked up to the bed with a huge grin on his face. "I hope I didn't take too long in getting here," the young man started. "You look like you're just ready to explode with passion." His gaze then turned towards the wine and the condoms. It seemed as if Elizabeth was preparing for a long night with him and he didn't care one lick. It's not like his parents would mind him being out late. After all, he was 18, with a job and a car. He could take care of himself if need be.

Walking to the bucket of ice, Tomko pulled out the bottle of red wine and popped it open. It appeared as if it had been shaken well prior to it being opened as the frothy fluid spurt forth. It was almost like a symbol of what was to happen to his manhood if he allowed Elizabeth to have her way with him. He took two glasses and poured wine into each of them before crawling on the bed next to his new playmate and handing her one of the glasses. "A toast," he started suddenly. "To the pleasures of life and love...the sexual kind of love. You know what I mean." Tomko winked as he held up the glass to toast.
 
"If that's your way of complimenting me and saying I'm sexy, thank you." Her smooth voice floated across the room, and was about to indulge in the sweet treat that laid before her when he had noticied the wine. She giggled, what a gentleman. She clinked her glass to his, and sipped from her cup. Damn. She should have gotten something more alcoholic. She wanted to get him drunk as fuck. It was a shame. Instead of doing that, she moved so that she was sitting on his lap, her breasts pressed against his chest. "You know, I hope you didn't come here for idle chit chat.." She really wasn't in the mood for talking. It wasn't long before she had finished off her glass. And before he could offer her another glass, she had kissed him roughly, pressing her body close to his. She pushed her tongue down his throat, groping him, grinding her hips against his hips, feeling his bulge greet her, and only enhanced her pace, increasing her speed, an indication that she loved what she was feeling.

Elizabeth grasped him close, breathing hotly in his ear. Within one quick movement, she had unzipped his pants, pushing them off his ankles. She wriggled close, unzipping her shoes first. The heels were killing her. She began to unbutton the first few buttons of his shirt, leaving bright red marks over wherever she kissed. She had kissed his neck, leaving hickeys, his collarbone and everywhere else she could reach. She felt her nipples harden against his chest, bouncing up and down on his lap. So far, he only had on his boxers which she intended to rip off as soon as possible. She ran her fingers through his hair, kissing him again but this time more deeply, and more roughly, emphasizing the need she had for him. "And yes, you did take long. More than a minute is fucking long.." She wasn't pissed, as she breathed in his ear. She could feel the adrenaline pumping through her body.

While she played with him, she decided that enough was enough. She could feel his dick throbbing underneath that thin material, and that he was practically begging to be released. She tugged his boxers off his waistband, and next, yanked off her soaked panties. She grinned, pressing her mouth next to his ear, "Ready?" She didn't even wait for an answer before she plunged in. She pushed herself onto his meat, gasping sharply into his ear. Okay, no condom, that was fine. Sex was so much better without a condom. She pressed her nails against his shoulders, arching herself up and down, just to get used to his cock. She had done so many men, so she didn't need that much time, but no one got her this wet. Usually all the rich, wealthy men were fat bastards who needed to get laid because they couldn't attract anyone on their own. Her breasts bounced in her bustier, panting in his ear.
 
Tomko quickly downed his glass of wine, and before he had the chance to reply to her thanks, Elizabeth was already upon him, her soft breasts pressed against his and their tounges wrapping themselves around each other in an erotic style game of twister. His erection popped up again and it had pressed but slightly into the woman's slit. Only her panties stopped it from penetrating her completley. He was suprised how quickly she worked to remove his pants, leaving his erection free and jutting towards the strippers vaginal opening. The man's skin tingled where she kissed him and he could see the red lipstick marks where she left her lips. Clearly, Elizabeth had seemed starved for sex and attention, and Tomko was all but willing to give it to her.

Soon, the panties were removed and there was nothing keeping Tomko's throbbing manhood from piercing the slit of this nymphomaniac stripper. He laid back, allowing her to get used to the feeling of his many inches entering her. It seemed as if she were riding a bronco at this point, they way they were laid out. Soon though, he was sitting up again, and it was his turn to make a move. Tomko reached around Elizabeth and began to undo her bustier. It was kinda like unlacing a shoe, which was really no problem for him and soon, the two of them were naked as the day they were born. He pushed her back slightly, allowing him to catch his breath from all the deep kissing they had done. With one hand he began to squeeze and knead at the right breast while his head lowered to suckle on the nipple of the left.
 
Elizabeth took his glass of wine away from him, and placed it on the table. "It's good, right? It's very expensive." She mused, giggling. She kept kissing him erotically, sucking on his tongue. She had made sure that her lipstick made marks on his skin, it was a mark for all those that dared to touch him. He was hers. It was weird, that she felt this way. He was a client. He paid her generously for their intimacy. Still, there was something about him. She ran her fingers through his hair, her nipples hardening immeadiately. She grasped his hips closer, and finally plunged herself down on him, almost screaming from how big he was, and how tight she was. "Uh! God! Fuck!" She began to bounce on him, straddling his hips, and wrapping her legs tightly around his waist.

She was in her world, just absorbing the amount of pleasure she was receiving and giving. He was so beautiful. And, hot. Her skin felt too warm whenever she was near him. They were both slightly under the influence of alcohol and that's what made it better, that he didn't ask her questions about whether she was on the pill or whether they should put a condom on. She giggled, bouncing on his shaft, and having the time of her life. The only sounds in the room was the sound of moans, gasps, and screams of passion.
 
The slight buzz from the alchohol began to take effect on Tomko as Elizabeth ravished his body with her thrusting. There seemed to be so much lipstick on her lips that the places she kissed him began to smear from the body heat the two of them were generating. None of this seemed to matter though as the man was caught up in the extreme pleasure of sex. Their lips locked again and their tounges danced their dance of lust and having enough of having to sit up while the two of them performed intercourse, he laid back, allowing the woman to ride him like no tomorrow.

Tomko's eyes gazed towards the condoms and he wondered whether or not he should have put one on. If Elizabeth was that starved for good sex, he would probably find himself spurting his seed many times over. Still, it was hard to worry about that or even think when the sounds of the woman's panting echoed throughout the room. Soon, it was time to change positions again and when he had enough of the woman riding him, he flipped himself over so that he was now on top. It was now his turn to do the thrusting. Tomko pumped his shaft into her hard to let her know that he was ready to burst inside of her soon.
 
So, Elizabeth didn't know what was up with the changing of positions. Wasn't she in control? Wasn't that why he sought her out? Okay, she was the one who invited him inside but still, he hadn't objected. Her legs locked around his waist, thrusting her hips up, bucking them quickly against his. "Uh! Uh! Yes!" Her heated moans echoed around the room dozens of times. To be frank, she was ready to explode onto his cock. She closed her eyes, grasping him close. She let out something of a scream, her cum bursting all over the hard shaft that was currenly throbbing within her. Her nipples brushed against his chest, becoming erect at the hard thrusts he was giving her. She grasped his buttocks, forcing him in further. It was her job to make him cum, and she was going to do just that. She grabbed him by his neck, crushing her lips against his, their tongue dueling for control, bucking her hips furiously against his. "Uh! Uh!" She gasped, panting. He felt just so good. And, every once in a while, she couldn't help but look down at that large cock filling her over and over. It was so erotic, and just fuelled her to increase the speed of her thrusts.

She watched him, her breasts bouncing as he continued to thrust. Ooh, he was good at it. Normally, she had clients who weren't as good-looking which meant they didn't get laid as often as they'd like. She wondered if he was in the same position, that he had a higher sex drive because he didn't get laid much. She ran her leg up and down the back of his leg, grinning. And, if he was cheating on his wife or girlfriend with her. The scenario that was forming in her head had all kinds of appeal. She ran her fingers into his hair, still frenching him, lifting her hips to bounce with his dick, not wanting him to pull away or draw away from her. The sweat that rang down their bodies just added to the appeal. "UH! Yes..."
 
Just as Elizabeth experienced her first orgasm, so did Tomko. It came long and hard and accompanied by loud grunts that mixed in with the screams and moans of his female partner. Their lips locked once more and their tounges swirled in each other's mouths, a symbol of the passion they seemed to share for one another. When it was all finally said and done, the young man slipped himself out of the woman and lay besides her, nuzzling her neck with an occasional kiss. He gently massaged her breasts to relax her some more and even wrapped his legs around hers. "That was quite the experience," Tomko whispered into her ear with a breath so soft it would send shivers up her spine.

"You must have had that bottled up inside of you for such a long time. And to be honest, I did too. I was waiting for a woman like you to come along and show me just how glorious sex could be." It was true. He did have some flings in high school with other women, but they never seemed to have the libido that Elizabeth had. It was a shame too as their beauty would have been equal to hers. But Elizabeth. Ah, now here was a sex goddess!
 
Elizabeth gasped, relaxing on the bed. It was rather comfortable, and she made sure the sheets were changed every day, everytime she was with a client. But, he was quite affectionate afterwards. That's what she wanted. She poured themselves each a glass of red wine, clinking the glasses together. "To sex." She didn't wait for him as she practically downed it in one gulp. She was rather thirsty and sex was a workout. She panted, kissing him passionate, pulling him down by wrapping her arms around his neck. He sent shivers up her spine by not only what he said but by what he did whether he knew it or not. It was true, she had been sexually frustrated for a while. If for a while was more than half a day, she got laid on a daily basis because that was what she did. But, sex had never been this good. She had never been so attracted to a client before. So, this was a first.

Like he said, she had quite the sex drive. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down for a passionate kiss. She tangled his tongue with hers, exploring the depth of his mouth. He was paying her by the hour, so she wouldn't stop until he told her to, or until he didn't have money in his wallet.
 
After a little while more of cuddling and subtle kissing, touching and drinking, Tomko looked over at his watch. It was getting rather late and he did have to work in the morning. Figuring that Elizabeth probably wanted a tip for her show and sex, he went to the wallet in his pants and pulled out $300. "One hundred for the show, and two hundred for the great sex," he winked before going to put on his clothes. As he did so, his knees felt a little wobbly, a sign that the sex left him weak in that particular part of his body. Even as he was thinking about the days ahead, he couldn't get his mind of this woman. She was so extravagant and intoxicating that not thinking about her would be painful in a way. The man had to think of a way to get to see her again this weekend, hopefully without having to pay.

As Tomko's shirt was put over his head, he spoke to Elizabeth, "It's time for me to get going, love. If I don't work, I don't get paid and I won't be able to come back here. However, maybe we can do this again in a more...private setting. No security, no hassle, just you, me and a long night of wild fun. What do you say?" He knew exactly what to say to a woman of this calibur. He knew she might be dissapointed by the fact that he was leaving now, but perhaps the prospect of another night of sex would allow her to wait for the time being. Then, he could show her the night of her life. It would be so great that she might never want to have sex again.
 
Elizabeth hated seeing him put away his package and dress up. She held a bedsheet around her body, as she watched him place it on the bedside table. She wasn't going to put it in her own wallet yet. It would have been kind of rude. She laid in bed, and her ears perked up when she realized she would have the chance to fuck him again. Or, rather, him her. If she was in his apartment, then she'd love for him to do her. She rummaged through her black purse, and went through her calender. She said, "Okay. I don't have work tomorrow. I'm free tomorrow. How about.. you give me your address? And, I'll make sure to make a surprise visit when you're at work?" Tomorrow was Wednesday. She guessed he had work since he mentioned it. She grabbed his arm and leaned up to give him a more passionate kiss. She grabbed a pen and wrote down her cell phone number on his hand, something she never gave client which turned this relationship to a fuck buddy relationship.

Since she had pulled him right onto the bed again, now clothed to her dissapointment, she ran her fingers through his hair, and began to thoroughly make-out with him. All of her lipstick had came off her onto his lips, and neck, and.. well, it just trailed further south. She giggled, he'd have a hell of a time getting that off. She kissed him erotically, swirling her tongue with his, muttering something about this being on the house. He was so intoxicating, wondering what was the delicious fragrance he had on, or whether it was his own natural smell.
 
Though he had to leave, Tomko couldn't help but allow himself to be dragged back to the bed once more. Hearing Elizabeth was free tomorrow and that she might make a suprise visit to his work made things seem even more exciting than before. He wondered what his co-workers would think if they found out he was the fuck buddy of this lustful vixen putting her marks on his body again with her lipstick. Even as he was returning the passionate kisses the woman was giving to him, his hands were reaching into his shirt pocket. He kept a small notepad and a pen in there just in case he needed to remind himself of something or give a note to someone else. This was the perfect scenario for that. He wrote down his adress and phone number on the paper and tore it off.

Tomko glided the paper along Elizabeth's arm before delivering it to her hand. He then looked up as he found her cell phone number on his other hand. He would write that down too and keep it with him. There was no way he was going to lose this precious item. Then, hearing that this service was on the house, he whispered back into the woman's ear that he didn't mind as she needed to make a living too. Though he normally didn't wear perfume, the young man spritzed some on him for this occasion. He had actually hoped that the fragrance would attract a pretty lady to his side like Elizabeth. After another short round of passionate kissing and making out, Tomko released his grip on the woman and left. He would call her the next day and arrange their next meeting.
 
Unlike other people, Elizabeth could say, without lieing, that she did love what she did. Grinning, she waved Tomko goodbye. She laid in the bed, where she made love to Tomko, for another half an hour. Just to get her breathing back to normal. She began to pack up her things for the day, knowing that tomorrow was her day off and she planned to surprise Tomko. After all, she figured he might need a distraction at work. He would be so stressed out, and she would be there, eager to make him feel better and just to relax him in more than one way. Since her job was a dirty one, she had an adjoined shower room connected to the bedroom so she wouldn't have to bear twenty minutes in the car without showering. She took another half an hour to shower, soaping up her body and making sure she was squeaky clean before she headed home. And, whenever she went home, she made sure that she wore casual clothes not to attract any glowering eyes in alleyways. She slide on a white t-shirt with dark blue jeans. She closed the bedroom, placing a sign to make sure the cleaning staff got to the room. She signed out of work, and headed into the parking lot. She drove her way home in her red BMW, and since she was a stripper, she made lots of money and lots of cash. Her home was a five bedroom mansion half an hour away from her "work".

She added his address and contact information in her cell phone and grinned. She would make sure he'd get some time to actually work before screwing him in his office. And since he was such an affulent client, she was hoping he'd have his own office space where they could have some privacy. And the fact that they were doing it in a public space, where everyone could hear and see them, it just got her more turned on, and more wet. She giggled, wondering if he felt the same way. She walked in the house, and threw the duffle bag, containing all her lingerie, at the maid, telling her to wash it. It was the daily ritual. Her staff knew what she did, and knew that it had to be cleaned for the next day. Or in this case, the day after. She relaxed at home, taking a quick nap before having dinner alone. She lived alone, but didn't mind it so much. She liked the privacy that she got from living by herself. She didn't know he was going to call her, so when he did, she was surprised.
 
Work, needless to say, was boring for Tomko the next day. There were still little marks on him where Elizabeth had left her lipsstick which he had failed to get out completley. Fortunatley, his co-workers didn't seem to notice or care. They all knew he was a playboy anyway so the thought of having women's lipstick pressed all over him wasn't suprising. After he wrapped things up, he finally decided to give the woman a call. All day, the man had been thinking about her, about the passionate sex they had that night in the strip club. Just thinking about going another round or two with Elizabeth made Tomko aroused right there in his seat. Almost as if it were a reflex action, he reached for the phone and dialed the number she had left on his hand the night before.

When the woman picked up, he was glad to hear her voice. "How are things going down there?" he asked. "I've been thinking about you all day you know. If you want, you can come visit me at work and we can talk or go out to dinner or...whatever you want." The thought crossed the man's mind that they might just simply do it here at work. It was a good thing a lot of the staff had left. He knew just the place to do it too. It was an exciting thing for him to try sex in a place where there was a risk of getting exposed by strangers. It added a sense of taboo and extascy to the whole relationship. Tomko proceeded to give Elizabeth the adress to his work and the fastest route down there starting from the strip club. No need in taking long to get here. He couldn't wait much longer anyways.
 
Elizabeth didn't need more motivation than what he was giving her. She grinned, and began to undress and placed on a beige trenchcoat over her body with nothing else underneath. Thankfully, it wasn't that cold. She slipped out the door, and quickly took a cab to the location. It was a fancy building with even someone to guide her to the elevator, someone to push the floor she wanted to go to. It was a good thing she had already rested. She was getting wet just thinking of his cock inside her. She was surprised everyone had went home already. She pouted, looking forward to other people watching. Oh well. She knocked on his private office door, and went inside. She slide her fingers around his eyes, and whispered, "Guess who?" She looked at his office. There was a couch, a rather expensive leather couch, and a mini refridgerator. Grinning, after he figured out who it was, she opened his fridge and took out two glasses and poured them both a glass of red wine. "Is it just me, or is it hot in here?" She slowly stripped off her coat, grinning. She was naked underneath, flinging the coat onto his couch.

She pushed him back on his seat, and hungrily kissed him, running her fingers through his hair, pressing her slender body against his. She started to passionately make out with him. And when her hands began to feel up the curtain over the window beside him, she looked up and opened it, allowing people to see them. Even though they couldn't because they were on the fifth floor, but it was the danger of it all. She grinned, she was so turned on. She unzipped his pants, and rubbed him from outside of his boxers, seeing his dick poke out through the hole of his boxers, whispering, "Are you hot and ready for me, sexy?" She rubbed him vigorously, nibbling on his ear.
 
Tomko was delighted to see Elizabeth again when she suprised him inside his office. And based on the trenchcoat she was wearing, it was apparent that she wanted to get down to business...or as business like as sex could be for her. As expected, when she removed her inconspicuous ammount of clothing, there was nothing underneath. Bare naked as the day she was born she was. His tounge swished hungrily at her appearance, hoping to get a taste of her sweet body very soon. It was sooner than he had hoped when the two began to passionatley make out like they did in the strip club.

As soon as they made contact, Tomko's hands immidetley began to caress the back and buttocks of Elizabeth with smooth, featherlike strokes. The sensation of her body on his was enough to give him a hardon right there but when she opened the blinds behind him to expose their naughty little bit of overtime, the young man became a bit nervous. Sure, they were on the fifth floor, but some unsuspecting stranger could simply look up and see the erotic sight before them and barge in here asking questions. Thankfully, he had the door locked. If anyone were to come in here, they would see Tomko writhing in pleasure as Elizabeth began to rub on his erection. "I'm very ready," he replied back into her ear softly before turning her so that she was sitting on the couch with him kneeling in front of her. "But are you?"

As he asked this question, his hands made their way to the front of her body. They started massaging her supple breasts, making sure to stop only when the nipples were fully erect. Then, they would trail down her body to her legs where he would spread them open a bit to reveal the tender flesh inbetween. As Elizabeth's legs were spread before him, Tomko began to place light kisses on her thighs. They trailed up and up until his soft lips made contact with the womanhood he would be placing his cock in later. He rubbed his nose in it a bit taking in the sweet scent of her juices which were probably leaking all over the couch at this point. Then, with a quick motion, he let out his tounge to lap them up into his mouth.
 
"But are you?"

Elizabeth loved the creaking sound the leather couch made as she adjusted herself. She laid her head back, letting him take control for once. As he spread her legs, she grinned, looking at him, and then further south, seeing that he had a hard on. It was so delicious. In fact, once she had barged in his room and stripped off the trenchcoat, that hard on was obvious. A shiver ran down her back, shuddering. She closed her eyes, just imagining him ramming his hips onto her, and taking her over and over again. Her eyes blinked open suddenly when he had asked her that question. Did he even need to ask? Why would she come here if she wasn't devastingly horny? And especially in that flimsy coat? "Uh, fuck yes.." Soon, he had spread her legs and instead of pummelling his thick, throbbing dick inside of her, he was eating her out. She dug her nails against his back, arching her hips to buck quickly into his mouth, panting. "Uh! Tomko..." She breathed, her eyes clouded over by lust and passion. She wanted him bad, and to retaliate, she grabbed his cock, jerking him off rather quickly and furiously. She squeezed his balls, pumping out all the cum, and pushed him onto the couch instead. So, she liked getting on top and taking control, as if that was a bad thing..

Once he was on the bed, she took his cock, and spat on it, slathering it with all her saliva, whispering, "I have to get you all nice and wet for me.." Suddenly, without any warning, she devoured him in her mouth, pushing all of his cock inside her mouth, inch by inch. "Mm.. you taste so good, so yummy..." She was kneeling on the floor as she sucked him off, and paid specific attention to the head of his shaft, knowing it was more sensitive than every other part, and so began to swirl her tongue all around the head of it. She used her other hand, squeezing his balls, and then switched gears. Her hand was jerking off his cock, as she began to furiously lick and suck his balls. When she was done with one of his balls, her mouth switched to eagerly devour the other one. Her head bobbed up and down, grasping his hips to bring more and more of his meat inside her mouth. It was obvious, she had been starving without cum in her mouth for a long time and she was taking it out on him, but she doubted he would mind. She went back to sucking off his cock, pumping her mouth in and out of his cock, grasping his hips to help her. She knew it was weird, but this was getting her off too. She panted, moaned in his mouth as he filled her mouth with all of his assets, he was so fucking huge.
 
Tomko was feeling quite pleased at himself watching Elizabeth writhe in pleasure from his dexterous tounge work on her womanhood. But once again, he soon found himself in the reverse position again as she grabbed him by the cock and forced him onto the couch. He was horny enough as it was, but when she began to suck him off, he was in a world of pleasure unlike any other. Every lick and stroke of her hands or tounge was like an electric shock of pleasure to his spine. "Oh god..." he mumbled out as she teased him about how yummy his cock was. The way she was devouring him, it was like she was deprived of the taste of a male for a long time and she was consuming him like a starving animal. Tomko never could have imagined a woman could do this to him. His length grew and grew in her mouth, the sensation of an orgasm filling his body and making him moan and pant in pleasure. The leather couch he was sitting on was now drenched in his sweat and Elizabeth's saliva, but he didn't care. He was about to unload the biggest orgasm on this woman and then fuck her silly afterwards.

Then it came. Arching his back, the young man grunted as a huge load of semen spurt forth from his cock. If she weren't sucking on him at the time, the spurt might have stained the ceiling. It was that powerful. With every spurt, his hips bucked forward into the woman's mouth. If she really wanted to consume him like this, he would give her every opprotunity to do so. After a minute or two, Tomko was finally able to rest a bit. He lay there on the couch breathing heavily and looking down at Elizabeth, the lusty goddess who made him this way. "Oh, god, that was amazing." he muttered between breaths. "Your really good at that, you know?" A grin came across the young man's face as he ran a hand through her hair like a pet.
 
When he had came, she devoured him. She deepthroated him even though that the cum only came from the tip so she really only needed to suck the head of the cock. To tease him, she deepthroated him until he finished cumming into her mouth. She grasped his balls, and gave a final, hard lick all around his dick, looking up at him when she was done, breathing heavily. She let him relax for a while as she ran the scene over and over again in her head. She ran her fingers through his hair, and giggled, "You on top, or me on top?" He was still her client. Well, she refused to believe anything other than that, even though she wasn't getting paid today. It was on the house. She didn't know if he had a girlfriend, a lover, or if he just banged the secretary for laughs. Mm.. he was a piece of meat that she wasn't willing to give back. She ran her fingers over his body, sucking and fiercing marking his as hers with a bright hickey, coated with her explosive red lipstick.

"Your really good at that, you know?"

Elizabeth brightened up, nodding, agreeing with him. "I've had lots of practice, and you know what they say, practice makes perfect." She grinned, and strangely enough, she had gotten a thrill out of sucking him off and hearing him moan so loudly, so distinctively. She squeezed his ass, and held his manhood, surprised it hadn't gone completely limp yet. "You know, I hope you're ready to go again. It'd be a shame if I had to go home and please myself.."
 
Though Tomko had gone through one of the greatest blowjobs in the history of mankind, he did seem to remain stiff enough for Elizabeth. Maybe it was recalling the feeling of having her vaginal flesh squeezing on it lovingly while the two of them made out. And scince she wanted to keep going, who was he to deny her the lust she so eagerly deserved? As he ran a hand through the woman's hair, he grinned and replied, "It would be dissapointing indeed. But don't worry. I can go a lot longer if I have to. With that, Tomko pulled Elizabeth up to the couch with him. and set her on his lap so that she was facing him. He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Then he lifted her gently and set her down, sliding his meat into her crevice in the process.

Now that the two were interlocked in a way, Tomko began to rock back and forth, thrusting his hips in the process. It would look like Elizabeth was riding a chair or something from a certain perspective. As the two began to rock back and forth, the young man pressed his face into the woman's chest, suckling the nipples like a baby looking for breastmilk.
 
Elizabeth was in pure heaven. Once he slide his dick into her, she let out a gasp. She pushed him against the couch, and bounced onto his dick hurriedly. "Ah.. mm.. shit.. ah, that's good.." She was eager to make him cum, and when he suckled on her nipples, she moaned loudly. "Ooh! Yes, that's it! Baby.. ah.. " She leaned her head back, panting as she slammed her hips down on his cock, taking in every inch of his cock. God, he felt so good. She closed her eyes, feeling his stiff meat fuck her over and over again. "Tomko! Tomko!" She chanted into his ear, barely able to get enough. She bounced on his lap, her breasts bouncing, and with it, his mouth didn't want to seem to part with her pink nipples. Her brown hair, damp with sweat, flapped around them, the only sounds were the cries of passion and the slaps against skin in the darkly lit room. She rode him, crazed with lust, like an animal.

She didn't want to give him up ever. And, since he was determined to keep up with her, she wanted to use every moment of his dick, and already had a kinky plan forming in her head after this round. She planned to use every minute he was hard to her advantage. She panted, breathing heavily, but kept on riding him, pounding into him, grabbing his hips and demanding more, moving her hand down to squeeze his balls. "Mm.."
 
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