sophieloves
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American in London
He'd not long been over, just a couple of days, and was still feeling a little out of touch due to jet-lag. He was sat here now, outside a London bar, sipping a long smooth OJ at a small café table watching all the girls go by on this warm sunny day. The sun always made him feel a little hornier than usual, and as he stretched his long legs out under the table his cock twitched a little at the wealth of legs, cleavage and smooth flesh on display.
"Would you mind if i sat here a moment?" asked a slender blonde at his shoulder? "i'm sorry to trouble you, but i think i just twisted my ankle a bit."
He was more than happy to accommodate her wishes, and asked her to please sit down. He noticed with approval that she was wearing low-slung denim shorts and a cropped top, exposing plenty of sun-kissed bare flesh. He hair was pulled up and back, but still spilled down her neck and back. And he was pretty sure she wasn't wearing a bra, since he was sure he could see the small rise of taut nipples under her top. He smiled to himself... 'things might turn out a bit more interesting today than i'd expected!'
They made small talk as the waiter brought her a chilled glass of spring water, and it turned out she lived nearby, staying in a rented house near her family. He said he loved Brit chicks' accents and she'd told him that his own was pretty hot - she enjoyed American accents. He told her about his trip over, and how he'd be here a few weeks and was looking to see some of the sights hospitable Britain was famous for. She smiled to herself as he said that, stroking the stem of her glass as she looked down into it.
"Well, i'll tell you what, Mac, why don't you come back with me to my place
- if you'd like to? you could carry my bags because my ankle's a bit sore, and i could show you a little hospitality it's not just Southern Belles can make a guy feel at home"
She said it in a light and teasing manner, so he wasn't sure if she just meant she'd make him a coffee and maybe a meal or... his cock twitched again at the prospect of 'or'.
He agreed it was a good plan, and so they headed off down the side streets and soon found her front door. She fished in her bag for her keys, and he suddenly realised how small she seemed next to his tall frame. The exposed skin on the back of her neck, brushed by tawny, sun-kissed hair that stuck in little tendrils to a few places made him feel like biting her neck right there in public!
They went in, and it was cool and fresh inside from air conditioning. He noticed the sudden stiffening of her nipples beneath the fabric of her top as the cool air aroused a response. He reached out a hand and cupped her breast, without speaking a word. She said nothing, but leaned back into him, encouraging his hand to take further liberties. He pushed her gently against
the wall, smiling, then taking her hands he pinned them above her head to the wall, his lips finding hers, his free hand sliding between her thighs. He was rewarded by her gasp even though his tongue was pressing into her mouth. She seemed to melt into him, all her body language saying she was up for anything he might suggest.
He stepped back, letting her hands fall to her sides...
"How about a coffee?" he asked, smiling at her surprise.
"You want a coffee? she asked, not sure what was happening....
"More than this?" she said, undoing the top button of her shorts and smiling back...
Sod the coffee, he thought, and grabbed at her... she squealed and turned, running for the stairs... he reached for her hips, and fumbled with the other buttons... getting another one open he simply yanked down her shorts, her ass near his face, making her fall forward onto the stairs.
They were both breathing heavily, and his cock thickened at the struggle and chase, and now this bare luscious ass inches from his lips... he nipped it, making her buck. using both hands he spread her cheeks wide, drinking in the view of her smooth shiny sex and rosebud , planted a hot, tonguing kiss on her hole and her wet pussy... she lay there tingling all over, like electrical sensations were running through her and all coming from this horny guy pushing his tongue in places he had no business going but... but... her nipples were pressed in to the stair carpet where her top had slid up, and this guy was taking no prisoners - his tongue doing things to her pussy and ass she'd only dreamt of and just taking what he wanted! she raised her butt, granting him even more access and was rewarded with the feel of his tongue driving into her pussy, licking her out then reaching for her clit...
He flipped her over on the stairs, so now her pussy was directly in front of his face... she could see the look in his eyes and was half-scared, half-thrilled... this guy was gonna nail her and nail her hard... she backed up the stairs, him persuing her, telling her she could run all she liked but he was going to have her ass and she'd better believe that. She got to the landing, and turned to run into the bathroom... he was right behind her, pulling off her top, losing his own clothes on the way.
They ended up in the shower, and as he pressed her against the mirror he turned on the the jets to pulse. He ran his hands all over her, pulling her into him, telling her to watch in the mirror - to watch as he fucked her. Strong, certain hands spread her legs apart, teasing her slit a little more before she could feel the thich end of his big cock pressing against her ass..
"So you're gonna show me a little Southern hospitality then, are you? Well how's this for starters?" he said, beginning to sink his swollen dick into her tightness.
She moaned, wanting this badly, not even realising how badly she'd needed a man's cock in her after so long. Her clit was jutting and her own fingers found it, rubbing as his thickness continued to penetrate her ass. Water spurted over them, running between her cheeks, wetting her hair, so controlled by this guy she'd just met, this american guy with the smooth voice, the smooth manner - yet here he was taking her up her ass like a bitch, in her own shower, as she rubbed her own pussy! This was too hot for her, and she began feeling ripples of an orgasm building in her cunt. He shoved her hard against the tiled wall -
"Watch it, bitch - watch me fuck your sweet hot ass, I can feel you starting to cum already you hot sweet dirty piece of ass".
She stared at the mirror as it was steaming up, watching as she felt him drive his cock deep into her. He grabbed her hand away from her pussy, so when she finally went over the top it would be through his fucking, not her fingers. He was relentless, long deep strokes of his cock forcing more and more inside her tight ring, lubed now with water and cock-juice... it was beautiful to watch, she realised! He was groaning in the back of his throat now, and her own pussy was telling her it was about to cum... he was going to bring her off just by fucking her ass, nothing else!
"Tell me you love it! Tell me, you goddamned little tease. Say 'fuck me, daddy' because that's what you want.. 'fuck my little ass, daddy, fuck me hard!"
His words drove her over the edge, and she backed to meet his thrusts, urging him on with her dirty words, telling him to fuck his baby girl like she needed, like he wanted...
He slammed home hard, his cock jerking thick wads of cum into her bowels, and she felt her own cum blossom and explode, her ass and pussy both cleching and unclenching, her ass like a tight fist around his thobbing dick.
They leant against the wall, the water still pulsing over their flushed skin, getting their breaths and eventually his cock slid from her ass... his cum ran down and onto her pussy as he gathered her into his arms, kissing her deep and long...
"Not bad, for a London gal," he said smiling, "now how about that coffee before I help myself to dessert?"
He'd not long been over, just a couple of days, and was still feeling a little out of touch due to jet-lag. He was sat here now, outside a London bar, sipping a long smooth OJ at a small café table watching all the girls go by on this warm sunny day. The sun always made him feel a little hornier than usual, and as he stretched his long legs out under the table his cock twitched a little at the wealth of legs, cleavage and smooth flesh on display.
"Would you mind if i sat here a moment?" asked a slender blonde at his shoulder? "i'm sorry to trouble you, but i think i just twisted my ankle a bit."
He was more than happy to accommodate her wishes, and asked her to please sit down. He noticed with approval that she was wearing low-slung denim shorts and a cropped top, exposing plenty of sun-kissed bare flesh. He hair was pulled up and back, but still spilled down her neck and back. And he was pretty sure she wasn't wearing a bra, since he was sure he could see the small rise of taut nipples under her top. He smiled to himself... 'things might turn out a bit more interesting today than i'd expected!'
They made small talk as the waiter brought her a chilled glass of spring water, and it turned out she lived nearby, staying in a rented house near her family. He said he loved Brit chicks' accents and she'd told him that his own was pretty hot - she enjoyed American accents. He told her about his trip over, and how he'd be here a few weeks and was looking to see some of the sights hospitable Britain was famous for. She smiled to herself as he said that, stroking the stem of her glass as she looked down into it.
"Well, i'll tell you what, Mac, why don't you come back with me to my place
- if you'd like to? you could carry my bags because my ankle's a bit sore, and i could show you a little hospitality it's not just Southern Belles can make a guy feel at home"
She said it in a light and teasing manner, so he wasn't sure if she just meant she'd make him a coffee and maybe a meal or... his cock twitched again at the prospect of 'or'.
He agreed it was a good plan, and so they headed off down the side streets and soon found her front door. She fished in her bag for her keys, and he suddenly realised how small she seemed next to his tall frame. The exposed skin on the back of her neck, brushed by tawny, sun-kissed hair that stuck in little tendrils to a few places made him feel like biting her neck right there in public!
They went in, and it was cool and fresh inside from air conditioning. He noticed the sudden stiffening of her nipples beneath the fabric of her top as the cool air aroused a response. He reached out a hand and cupped her breast, without speaking a word. She said nothing, but leaned back into him, encouraging his hand to take further liberties. He pushed her gently against
the wall, smiling, then taking her hands he pinned them above her head to the wall, his lips finding hers, his free hand sliding between her thighs. He was rewarded by her gasp even though his tongue was pressing into her mouth. She seemed to melt into him, all her body language saying she was up for anything he might suggest.
He stepped back, letting her hands fall to her sides...
"How about a coffee?" he asked, smiling at her surprise.
"You want a coffee? she asked, not sure what was happening....
"More than this?" she said, undoing the top button of her shorts and smiling back...
Sod the coffee, he thought, and grabbed at her... she squealed and turned, running for the stairs... he reached for her hips, and fumbled with the other buttons... getting another one open he simply yanked down her shorts, her ass near his face, making her fall forward onto the stairs.
They were both breathing heavily, and his cock thickened at the struggle and chase, and now this bare luscious ass inches from his lips... he nipped it, making her buck. using both hands he spread her cheeks wide, drinking in the view of her smooth shiny sex and rosebud , planted a hot, tonguing kiss on her hole and her wet pussy... she lay there tingling all over, like electrical sensations were running through her and all coming from this horny guy pushing his tongue in places he had no business going but... but... her nipples were pressed in to the stair carpet where her top had slid up, and this guy was taking no prisoners - his tongue doing things to her pussy and ass she'd only dreamt of and just taking what he wanted! she raised her butt, granting him even more access and was rewarded with the feel of his tongue driving into her pussy, licking her out then reaching for her clit...
He flipped her over on the stairs, so now her pussy was directly in front of his face... she could see the look in his eyes and was half-scared, half-thrilled... this guy was gonna nail her and nail her hard... she backed up the stairs, him persuing her, telling her she could run all she liked but he was going to have her ass and she'd better believe that. She got to the landing, and turned to run into the bathroom... he was right behind her, pulling off her top, losing his own clothes on the way.
They ended up in the shower, and as he pressed her against the mirror he turned on the the jets to pulse. He ran his hands all over her, pulling her into him, telling her to watch in the mirror - to watch as he fucked her. Strong, certain hands spread her legs apart, teasing her slit a little more before she could feel the thich end of his big cock pressing against her ass..
"So you're gonna show me a little Southern hospitality then, are you? Well how's this for starters?" he said, beginning to sink his swollen dick into her tightness.
She moaned, wanting this badly, not even realising how badly she'd needed a man's cock in her after so long. Her clit was jutting and her own fingers found it, rubbing as his thickness continued to penetrate her ass. Water spurted over them, running between her cheeks, wetting her hair, so controlled by this guy she'd just met, this american guy with the smooth voice, the smooth manner - yet here he was taking her up her ass like a bitch, in her own shower, as she rubbed her own pussy! This was too hot for her, and she began feeling ripples of an orgasm building in her cunt. He shoved her hard against the tiled wall -
"Watch it, bitch - watch me fuck your sweet hot ass, I can feel you starting to cum already you hot sweet dirty piece of ass".
She stared at the mirror as it was steaming up, watching as she felt him drive his cock deep into her. He grabbed her hand away from her pussy, so when she finally went over the top it would be through his fucking, not her fingers. He was relentless, long deep strokes of his cock forcing more and more inside her tight ring, lubed now with water and cock-juice... it was beautiful to watch, she realised! He was groaning in the back of his throat now, and her own pussy was telling her it was about to cum... he was going to bring her off just by fucking her ass, nothing else!
"Tell me you love it! Tell me, you goddamned little tease. Say 'fuck me, daddy' because that's what you want.. 'fuck my little ass, daddy, fuck me hard!"
His words drove her over the edge, and she backed to meet his thrusts, urging him on with her dirty words, telling him to fuck his baby girl like she needed, like he wanted...
He slammed home hard, his cock jerking thick wads of cum into her bowels, and she felt her own cum blossom and explode, her ass and pussy both cleching and unclenching, her ass like a tight fist around his thobbing dick.
They leant against the wall, the water still pulsing over their flushed skin, getting their breaths and eventually his cock slid from her ass... his cum ran down and onto her pussy as he gathered her into his arms, kissing her deep and long...
"Not bad, for a London gal," he said smiling, "now how about that coffee before I help myself to dessert?"
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