The Deli Guy

Bart:

"Mmmmm, I like how that felt Sam and will return it in kind very soon I promise," I grinned at you after the squeeze.

I walked around the table once to see the lay of the balls and bent to take my first shot.

I bent, stroked my cue to align the shot and made the intended ball and also another that was an easy double. Standing I chalked my cue, moved and shot again. Stood, chalked, shot until I'd run the table. As the 8 ball dropped slowly into the pocket, I turned to you and smiled, a very large smile with a twinkle in my eyes that had to let you know what I wished as my prize.

Walking over I set down the cue, took yours and set it down wordlessly and pulled you into my arms. As your head tipped up to look at me I hugged you hard enough to press your impressive breasts to my chest and bent to kiss you, but I stopped with our lips a fraction of an inch apart and whispered, "I win." and waited for you to move or react. I damned sure wasn't going to blow my chance to spend time with you by acting like a teenager thinking the his small head, the one you had to feel pressing against you, instead of the one on my shoulders.
 
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Sam smiled as she watched Bart sink one ball after another. She leaned against her cue, and was tempted to do a bit of teasing of her own, but decided against it. Everything seemed to be going along just fine anyway.

As he swept her into his arms, his face inches from hers, she held her breath. She could feel him swelling against her, and she found herself rubbing against him, encouraging his hardness.

"I win."

His words were barely audible above the din of the pub. Sam slid her hands up his arms, and smiled.

"Yes, it appears you have. And I suppose that means I must do as you wish?" Sam leaned her head back slightly, pouting her lips, and drawing near. She felt his lips brush hers as his hands pressed against her back.

Her head was spinning and she leaned into Bart for control and balance, as their kiss deepened.
 
Bart:

The sounds of the pub vanished as the softness of her lips met mine for the first time. Nothing existed except the feel of you in my arms, the softness of your lips, the feel of your body as it pressed against mine. It was as if we were all alone and nothing else existed.

The kiss continued for some time, who knows how long, seconds or minutes it made no difference to me at all. I was lost in your scent and the feel of you, your taste.

Finally the kiss ended, as all things must. I looked down into your eyes saying softly, "Sam, you are my fantasy. I've 'seen you' over and over each time I fantasize.
"Sam, I want you, no. . . hell I need you. I ache to have you.
"Will you give yourself to me Sam?
"Will you let me have you, all of you?
"Will you give me all of you regardless of what, where or how just as you've done in all of my fantasies?"

I stand looking into your eyes; holding you to me feeling your breasts pressing on me, your crotch rubbing and grinding on my hard cock the feel of your hands on me and my arms around you and wait breathlessly for your answer.
 
The kiss left her dizzy and light-headed. As she looked up at Bart, she had difficulty focusing on his face. It gradually came into view, like the stuff dreams are made of.

Sam slipped her arms around his neck, pressing her body close to him.

"Yes, Bart, to all your questions. But first, don't you think it wise to get out of here? Not that the patrons would be upset, but I don't want to get the owner into any trouble!"

Sam started to giggle, as she felt Bart take her hand.

"And where to, Bart? Seems you get to decide, if I remember correctly."
 
[B]Bart[/B]

Holding your hand I walk to the table and pick up your purse. It's given to you and on the way out the door I give the waitress a tip. The bill was paid so that was all that was necessary.

Outside in the cool dark night I lead you down the empty sidewalk a few doors and as we pass a recessed doorway for a business that was closed for the night, I lead you into it.

I pull you to me murmuring quietly, "I can't wait any longer for a real kiss Sam. Since the first time you walked into the Deli, I've wanted and hoped for this.
"Kiss me Sam. Really kiss me."

My arms tighten around you. One hand cups the back of your head drawing your lips to mine. The other hand rubs up and down your back, gradually going lower and lower.

The tip of my tongue licks your lips when within reach and then a low sigh and moan tells you what I think of their feel and taste.

Then lips press to lips for the start of our first real kiss as the hand on your back reaches your tight ass, cups a cheek,squeezes it and tightly pulls your crotch against mine.
 
His request for a kiss, a real kiss, caused Sam's heart to pound. She truly could not believe that a man this young would find her so attractive and desirable.

As he wrapped her in his arms, his hands roaming her body, she gave herself to him. Her arms reaching around his neck, she pulled him to her, feeling his lips and tongue against her own. She pressed her lips against his, then felt his tongue slid between her lips to meet her own.

As their tongues danced to music that ran only in their heads, Sam allowed her hands to roam Bart's body. Although fully dressed, she felt his body hard and firm - and suddenly she couldn't wait to see him naked, to feel his flesh against her own.

She knew this would probably be for only one night, but Sam intended to make the most of this one night.

As she returned the kisses Bart was giving her, she moved her hand around toward the front of him. She was rewarded when she felt the bulge building between his legs, and she suddenly felt a gush of warm wetness between her own thighs.

"Bart," she whispered against his lips, "I don't think I can wait much longer."
 
Bart:

My hands leave your ass, reluctantly, and as the kiss is broken so we can speak they slowly move to cup your breasts through your blouse for the first time.

As I squeeze and knead them both, "Mmmmm Gods Sam neither can I. I want you soooo much.
"Where shall we go. I've just rented a loft and it's not finished yet but we can go there if you wish, to your place or get a hotel room I don't care which. So long as it's with you."

The kneading and squeezing becomes more intense as my cock is pressed against your hand and crotch as your ass is pushed against the door. I've virtually dry humping both your hand and pussy as I enjoy your breasts for the first time and await your answer.
 
She felt his cock pressing against her, pinning to the door. Her breasts heaved with desire, and she found she could barely answer him. As he spoke, she had to try to think of where she wanted to go. She wouldn't dare bring him back to her apartment - if her neighbors would never let her live this down! Besides, her apartment was quite a distance away.

"I live more than a half hour's drive away," she barely breathed. "But there is a motel right there, across the street."

"Fine, then we can leave the cars here and just walk over."

As they crossed the street, they continued to have their arms around each other. Sam could feel Bart grabbing and rubbing her ass, and though she made a show of trying to push him away, she was secretly flattered at his attention. Her own hand drifted down to his ass, lightly caressing him hardly able to wait until she could uncover the firm cheeks she felt.

She waited outside for him to get the room, then walked with him to the door. Before he opened it, he turned to her, pulling her into his arms and grabbing her ass. Sam shrieked then started to laugh.

"Bart! Some will see!"

"So? I hope they do?"

Once again, their lips met, once again their tongues danced together.
 
Bart:

The kiss ends but my hands don't leave you great ass. They keep kneading and pulling you against me.

"Who wouldn't want everyone to know that luscious and sexy lady with them is theirs and the both of them knew it, wanted it and were about to . . . umm, well you know," I ended a bit shyly.

"I got the last business man's suite that they had. Pretty lucky. We'll have a sitting area and a bedroom and bathroom instead of just a, umm, bedroom," I said as I used the keycard to unlock the door.

I opened it, allowed you to enter first and followed. The "DO NOT DISTURB" sign was hung outside as we smiled at each other. Door was double locked and I turned to you again.

"Sam, I'm not a virgin but I don't have a wealth of experience either.
"I'll do my absolute best to satisify you and I hope that you'll let me know what you like and enjoy the most. I'm open to anything you desire and need. Anything." My face was a bit flushed as I finished speaking, but my eyes never left your either.

"Now being the gentleman I guess I'll escort you to the bedroom, undress first and then watch as you do.
"I've wanted to see out naked since you walked in the door of the Deli Sam.
"Then we will come back out and sit and watch TV as we get to know each other more intimately if that's what you'd like to do."

My hand closes on your ass cheek and kneads as I use it to steer you into the bedroom. At the chair in the bedroom I again kiss you long and passionately as my hands roam freely. Ass to tits, all I can reach is caressed and fondled.

Then I seat you, step back and undress neither slowly or hurriedly, just methodically and lay my clothes on the dresser piece by piece until I'm naked and standing with a hard cock before you.

Taking your hand I bring you to me again for another kiss, but this time without a tight hug. This time I place your hand on my cock then cup, squeeze and then knead your tits as I feel their hard nipples pressing onto the palms of my hands.

We both know when the kiss ends it'll be your turn to undress and reveal all of yourself to me for the first time as I've just done.
 
Sam watched as Bart removed his clothing, her eyes eagerly taking in all of his body. His skin looked so smooth, his body so tight. She could only hope he would not be disappointed in what he saw of her.

As he pulled her into a kiss, she could feel his hardness against her, and she knew she wanted him - all of him. Pushing him back, slightly he slid into a chair, his legs spread, cock standing at attention.

Sam backed away from him, a certain shyness taking hold. She took a deep breath, then gave him a brialliant smile. Her fingers began to unbutton her blouse, slowly, taking their time. She slowly pulled the blouse from the waistband of her skirt, and finished unbuttonging it, slowly letting her skin be exposed. Quickly undoing the buttons on the cufs, she slid the blouse down over her shoulders, watching his eyes take in her breasts covered with the lace from her bra.

She moved her hands to the side of her skirt, and slowly unhooked the waistband. She slid the zipper down slowly, all the while looking into his eyes. Then, wiggling and squirming, she pushing the skirt down over her hips, and let it fall to the floor.

Sam closed her eyes partially, and ran her hands up over her body, sliding over her hips then up to her breasts. Cupping them for a moment, she slid her hands behind her and quickly undid the clasp. Watching his eyes, she slowly lowered the straps, and then with a smile, whipped the bra away from her breasts, leaving them exposed to him.

The look on his face was one of pleasure, and it encouraged her to continue. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of the thong she was wearing and slid it easily down over her hips. It crumpled at her feet. She quickly kicked off the shoes, and was now naked in front of him. She waited a moment, afraid he would reject her, before he was on his feet, his arms once more around her.

"Um, Bart? Perhaps we can watch TV a little later on, huh?" Her question was answered with a kiss.
 
Bart:

Just before lips met lips I chuckled and said very softly, "Oh hell yes Sam. I didn't want to seem like a high school kid on his first time but if I'd had to wait I may have burst a blood vessel somewhere very painful."

My lips met yours gently at first but that didn't last as we both wanted this far to much. Lips mashed lips, bruising them but we didn't care as our tongues explored each other's mouths and twined feverishly.

Our hands roamed just as feverishly over each other's bodies. Breasts were cupped and lifted to feel their fullness and weight. Nipples, already hard, were pinched, rolled and tugged on to make them even harder and ache even more. Slick and wet pussy lips were caressed and pinched, tugged on. A finger circled your clit round and round without touching it to tease and arouse.

I moaned into your mouth as I felt your hands on my naked skin and flesh for the first time as my hands never stopped the arousing sexual torment I was giving you.
 
She had wanted to take things slowly, but her body would have none of that! As she felt Bart's hands moving over her body, squeezing, twisting flesh, pressing against her, she responded by running her hands over the smoothness of his skin. She suddenly wanted to touch all of him - as much as she could.

She ran her nails lightly down his back, until she felt the swell of his ass cheeks. Grabbing them firmly, she pulled him towards her, feeling his swollen cock pressing into her abdomen. Running her hands along his thighs, she managed to reach between them to hold his cock in her hands, stroking him. Reaching lower, her other hand pulled and squeezed on his balls, and she felt his hips begin to thrust towards her.

Her brain was in a quandry - she wanted so much to taste him, while at the same time her pussy was demanding to be filled. She pulled away from his lips slightly, looking into his eyes. Yes, she had almost forgotten how quickly young men can recover. Perhaps it would be possible to do both?

Urgency was building in her, and as she stepped back, she took a misstep and fell backwards, bringing Bart with her. They landed squarely on the huge bed, their bodies bouncing on the mattress.

There was a brief chuckle, before Sam wrapped her legs eagerly around Bart's waist, urging him to enter her, to fill her...
 
Bart:

"Ohhh Sam, you feel wonderful. Even better than you look and I didn't think that was possible," I said in a thick lust filled voice as my fondling and caressing continued.

When your soft hand wrapped around my cock and began to stroke it my moan filled both of our ears, but that was nothing to the totally animalistic soound I made as you stroked and then played with my balls as no one had ever done before.

I followed as you tugged and when we toppled to the bed I landed on top of you very surprised; however, when your wonderous legs wrapped around my waist and I felt my cock nestled between your swollen, slick pussy lips, when I felt your wet heat encompassing my cock and my belly pressed it tightly onto you that was all my self control could handle.

My hips drew back until I felt the head of my cock at your cunt's mouth, felt it opening and closing on the very tip like a mouth kissing it or trying to suck me inside of you.

I paused for a moment or two as I again moaned and saviored the sensations then I slowly pushed into you. A slow, constant push so we could feel every second, every feeling as my cock head spread your cuntal walls. Deeper and deeper, moans of pleasure nearly constant, until I reached the depths and my belly was flat against your lips mashing them between our bodies and I could feel your juices trickling down my balls, tickling them as an added sensation for me to savior.

"Oooooooo fuuuuck Sammm, sooo good, sooo hot, sooo wet, sooo tight.
"Ohh Sam fuck me. Please move and fuck me as I fuck you."

My hips drew my cock back to your opening again and then reversed to fill you once again.
 
She felt him enter her fully, completely, and so very slowly. Not the immediate humping she would have expected from some one his age.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind the small of his back, and pressed him towards her. Her body was demanding urgent release, and she wanted him pumping her now, hard.

She ran her hands up over his back, feeling the muscles tighten under the skin with every thrust. Her lips found his face, his neck, his shoulder. She worked her way up to his ear, sucking and licking before whispering into it hungrily.

"Fuck me, Bart. Fuck me hard and fast. I need it - fuck me like the young stud that you are! Please Bart..."

His lips found hers and she felt his ass pumping against her, his cock filling her - yet she knew he wasn't thrusting as fast as he could, despite her urgings.
 
Bart:

"Sam, if I drop dead tomorrow I want to have saviored very second of having you. If I rush then it'll be over too fast.
"Next time sweet Sam. Next time I won't make love to you. Next time I'll fuck you bowlegged," I begin softly and chuckle at the end.

I kiss you sucking on your lips and the invading your mouth with a gentle invader. Slowly tounge dances with tongue as we moan into each other's mouths at all we're feeling.

My hands maneuver and manage to capture your magnificent bouncing tits to massage, knead and caress as my hips do gain a bit in speed and intensity, more from my growing need than in answer to your pleas.
 
Sam groaned against his lips and rotated her hips in acceptance of his cock filling her. She clung to Bart, her legs feeling his muscles pumping as his hips thrust into her body.

She arched her back towards him, allowing freer access to her breast - the nipples stiff and hard, aching for attention. As their lips released for a moment, Sam flung her head back, her hair splayed out like a ring of fire. She slid her hands down the sides of Bart, unlocking her ankles to allow her to grab his hips and feel his increased speed.

"Deeper, Bart, please," she whispered with urgency. "I'm so close to cumming, but I want to feel you fill me completely!"

She watched his smile as he raised her legs over his shoulders and began to move once more inside of her. With each stroke, he seemed to fill her more deeply than before. She moaned her desire, even as her hands clutched the firm cheeks of his ass. She began to squirm under him, feeling her orgasm building.

"Oh, yes, Bart, yes. Gonna cum - don't stop!"
 
The new position allows me to go even deeper so that not a millimeter of my throbbing cock is outside of your wet heat, the pussy that feels like a velvet glove in a fist opening and closing around me as you get closer and closer and closer to your release.

My cock's head hit and rubs on your cervix with each stroke. My cock swells slightly larger, the head swells a bit too. My balls tighten preparing to fire my cum deep into your hot cunt.

One hand moves breast to breast kneading, squeezing a bit harder, palm presses to nipple roatating on each one in turn. The other hand reachs down and grips a hip. Fingers dig into your tight clenching ass cheek. One fingertip rubs and teases your tight anus sliding on the slick juices that have coated it.

"NOWWWWW! CUMMMM WITH ME NOWWWW SAAAMM!" I holler as my balls finally release load after load of hot sperm into the cunt I've longed to fuck and fill since I first saw you.

As the first blast explodes onto your cervix, the fingertip teasing your ass pushes inside and moves to rub your walls and my cock through the thin membrane in between.

The hand on your breast clenches. Fingers dig in then are pulled to your nipple to pinch, roll and twist it side to side as it's tugged.

"Ohhhhh yessssss Saaaaammmm CUMMMMM NOWWW !!!"
 
Sam felt his body spasm and jerk, and knew he was close. She ground herself against him, her swollen clit ready to explode. As he cried out his orgasm to her, begging her to cum with him, she could no longer hold back.

Clutching him tightly, she cried out to the ceiling with a primal cry that was ageless. She felt her body convulse under his, her pussy grasping at his cock buried deep within her.

It seemed hours they were together this way, yet in reality it was only for a few minutes. As they both sank back to earth, Sam felt Bart's lips on her face and she looked up at him. His eyes met hers, and she smiled. Stroking his face gently, she allowed her fingers to trace the contours of her face.

"Thank you, Bart, that was so wonderful."

"Yes, and that was only the beginning."
 
Bart:

"Thank you, Bart, that was so wonderful."

"Yes, and that was only the beginning."

“Sam, you’re incredible in and out of bed. Tell me Sam what do you like to do in bed? What thrills and excites you? What turns you on so much that you lose all control and become a totally wanton woman?”
 
Even after all that they had just experienced, Sam suddenly found herself a bit shy. She stared at his chest and ran her fingers lightly over the skin of his upper arms.

"Well," she started slowly, with a smile, "I think I like what most women do. I like the soft and gentle touches and caresses, and then I want the passion to build to where it gets, you know, just a little rough. A little, um, on the edge, so to speak."

She glanced into his eyes.

"Does that make any sense to you?"
 
Bart:

Laying on my side, head resting on my hand as the other hand lightly caressed your nakedness gently and hopefully arousingly, I listen then reply seriously but with a little smile and twinkle, " 'Rougher? On the edge Sam?' I think we should talk about that a bit more explictly so there's no misunderstanding and I don't do something you wouldn't want me to do. I don't want to take a chance on doing something that would cause you to not wish to be with me again."

Still caressing and fondling I bend and gently kiss you. Gently but deeply and for some time as we both enjoy it and I'm now also enjoying your touch and fondling.

Finally the kiss ends, "Sam tell me what you meant? Are you talking about light pain, being tied up? Tell me Sam. Don't be embarressed as this is for us and I doubt you can shock me.
"I want to know what it is that turns you on, that makes you go crazy with lust and passion so I can help you experience each and every thing. So I can then have that wild and wanton woman in bed with me."

Still caressing and playing with your tits, your nipples, your smooth and wet pussy lips and inner thighs I wait and listen to you explaination.

OOC: Tried to PM but your mailbox is full Chele.
 
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Sam blushed furiously, even under his tender caresses and soothing words. She didn’t know why she had said what she did. She had never said anything like that to any other man. She was almost afraid to look up into his eyes, yet his fingers under her chin encouraged her to do so.

“Well, I’ve really not done all the things I’ve thought about, you understand? Somethings have just been, well, like fantasies I’ve had.”

The feel of his lips against hers, encouraged her to tell more.

“I’m not really certain what it is that I want, to be truthful. I mean, I’ve seen pictures of women tied up to a bed and teased while they were blindfolded. You know, that kind of stuff. I guess I always wondered what it would be like to be that woman, what she was feeling.”

She could feel herself blushing, and she hoped in the dimness of the room he wouldn’t be able to see that. But she was certain he could feel her begin to tremble under his touch.
 
Bart:

"Well sweet Sam I think that all of that's is very possible and even more if it's your wish.
"Since I'm still working on the loft would it please you if I went online and found some 'furniture' in pictures to make for us to try out Sam?
"You know like those things I've also seen with naked women tied to like a big "X" leaning against a wall and things like that?"

The caresses have continued as we've talked and in fact become more 'insistent' and a bit harder. I've moved one of your hands to the top of my thigh and left it there just barely touching my cock.

"In fact Sam, if you'd like, we can improvise a bit and try some here. Including a little spanking if you think that'd turn you on and make a wildly hot and aroused."
 
At the mention of the furniture, Sam blushed while at the same time she felt her heart beat faster. Was she ready for that? With a man she had barely met?

She felt his cock just inches from her fingers, and she lightly began to stroke him. She felt the residue of their lust still on him as her fingers caressed the slowly hardening flesh. She could tell by his caresses that she had enticed him, and she was surprised at the level of her own lust.

At the mention of a spanking, Sam’s attention was piqued. She had had men playfully spank her as they had fucked her – and found that she had not only enjoyed it, but seemed to want….more, somehow. Was that what he had in mind? Or something else?

She glanced up at him with a slight smile, and gave his cock a slight squeeze.

“A spanking? I don’t think I’ve ever had a proper spanking. How would you do that?” Her hand closed around his cock, and she began to stroke him slowly. The thought of her body draped over his lap, his hand reddening her ass was causing her juices to flow and her body to heat up.
 
Bart:

"Well I haven't spanked anyone 'formally', but, " I say as I fondle you more intensely, a bit harder, "I think I could it could be done one of two ways.
"I could have you over my lap with your wonderful breasts between my thighs to hold you in place and give you a spanking or I could have you bend over that chair over there with your hands on the seat cushion and then spank you. Oh, and you could kneel on the bed with your lovely ass way up high and your head down. Whichever way you feel would turn you on the most.
"After all if you've been 'naughty, bad or done dirty things', the smile evident in my voice, you need to be punished now don't you? So I'd know just how many spanks you'd need naturally you'll have to confess very graphically and tell me how naughty, bad or dirty you've been.
"After the punishment I think that you'd have to show me just how 'naughty, bad and dirty' you can be and just maybe have to ask me to let you do whatever it is you've thought of doing, very explictly if you're really that 'naughty, bad and dirty'."

As I've been describing what could occur, my hands have grown more and more insistent, more forceful and you can feel my cock throbbing in your hand as I speak quietly.
 
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