My pulse quickened a notch when I saw her. Even though I hadn't seen Kate in months, if not more than a year, the first thing that came to mind was a picture of my cock plowing into her pussy. She fucked like no one I had ever been with. And even though I secretly hoped the night would end that way, realistically that was not going to happen despite my prayers.
But here we were at a banquet, both solo, and she looked fantastic. Kate was wearing a form-fitting black dress, cut just low enough to show a trace of cleavage and hint at what lay beneath. The dress was backless, so she wasn't wearing a bra, yet those firm mounds seemed to float in the air. If anything, she had lost some weight in her hips even though her boobs remained large for her petite frame.
So after a platonic hug and a bit of small talk, I suggested we sit down and catch up. We found a table and I bought a couple of drinks. Kate had a perpetual smile on her face as we reminisced about old times. Our brief fling was never mentioned, and I avoided delving too deep into her current relationship status.
Eventually, the music began, and the dance floor began to fill. After several songs, Kate asked if I had enough courage to dance with her. Even though I'm a lousy dancer, the chance to legitimately hold her in my arms emboldened me.
"Of course. It would be my pleasure."
The song was a slow classic allowing me to avoid stepping on toes, but clearly, Kate was a skilled dancer. She floated on the dance floor, and so we danced to several similar pieces. After a few drinks, our bodies seemed to meld, and as I held her, I could feel her breasts pushing into me. Soon it was more than her breasts, she was pushing her hips into me and my cock was responding appropriately. I didn't want to be too obvious in front of everyone, but I was turned on to the point where others were going to see my obvious erection, so I begged her to take a break from the dance floor and sit for a spell.
"Do you have something in your pocket, or is that a hint that you like me?" Kate looked up and smiled that saucy smile as she used her version of the old Mae West line. "By the way, my kids have moved out of the house. I'm free tonight if you'd like to stop by and have a drink with me in a more private setting."
That was all it took. We decided to leave the party early and get comfortable at her place. She had her car, so I followed her in mine. I got there a few minutes after she had already arrived and following her instructions, I just let myself in. Immediately, I noticed articles of clothing strewn about on the floor—evidence that Kate was undressing as she made her way up the stairs. When I entered the living room I noticed a pair of tiny panties draped over the couch.
"Make yourself at home. I'll be out in a minute. Better yet, there's some wine in the fridge. Pour a couple of glasses and bring them to the bedroom. I have something to show you."
My cock hardened at the realization that we were going directly past "Go" and starting out in her bedroom. Already my brain was on fire and we were just getting started.
I removed my coat and shoes and found the chardonnay in the fridge with two glasses already set out on the counter. I poured some wine and made my way into the bedroom. Kate was nowhere to be seen so I set her wine on a nightstand and sat on the bed.
"I'll be out in a sec. I'm trying on something new."
Of course, I was excited. The evening was promising to end with the kind of passion I had fantasized about. I still vividly remembered our last session together. Kate had skills in bed that kept me awake at night. I loosened my tie and sipped the wine.
"Ta-da...." Kate entered the bedroom from her walk-in closet, posing in an unbelievable outfit. She was wearing a black thigh-length negligee and a sheer nylon robe, all see-through. She was not wearing any panties and a tiny patch of pubic hair was visible through the robe. Her cone-shaped breasts on display through the thin nylon jiggled with each step. "What do you think?"
"Jesus, are those clothes even legal?" If I wasn't visibly horny before, I was now. My cock sprang to attention upon first glance while she promenaded as if modeling. The outfit left nothing to the imagination. Kate's curves were on full display and for a mother of two, she still had a knockout body. She strode over to the nightstand and bending over, grabbed her wine while offering me a clear view of her round derriere and more. Her pussy lips were on full display as she bent over for several seconds before turning around. Wine in hand, she sat next to me on the bed. "Cheers," she toasted as we clinked glasses.
"I just got this outfit, and I haven't had a chance to show it off. Do you like it?"
"You look fantastic. The only thing better will be to fuck you in it. God, you look so sexy." There was no point beating around the bush, so to speak. We both knew we would be fucking in short order.
Kate pulled her shoulders back and puffed out her chest. "I can still get away with no bra, but these puppies are starting to sag a little. They used to be so perky."
I stared at her tits as she shimmied her shoulders and shook them playfully. Her breasts were anything but sagging. Her large pink nipples poked through the fabric, begging to be sucked. "You have nothing to worry about in the boob department," I said. "Your tits are perfect...not too big but plenty big enough. And I fucking love your big nipples!"
Kate looked down at my crotch as I tried to rearrange my expanding equipment, my cock straining to free itself. "Looks like you are a bit uncomfortable. Why don't you get rid of a few clothes and relax a bit?" She reached over with her free hand and unbuckled my belt.
I set my wine glass on the nightstand and stood, unzipping my trousers and dropping them onto the carpet. My jockeys bulged with my erection, now at eye-popping proportions.
"Better drop those too before they explode." She slapped playfully at the tent formed by my rigid cock as I slipped my thumbs inside the waistband and dropped them to my ankles.
"Oh, my! You are even bigger than I remembered." Kate grasped my prick and slid her fingers up and down its length. Admittedly, she had small hands, but her fingers could not completely engulf my circumference. "Such a nice, fat cock, and good length as well. I'm getting wet just thinking about you sliding this in me." Kate smiled mischievously and wiggled her ass as if enduring an uncomfortable penetration. She winked and licked her lips seductively. She kissed the glans in a motherly gesture before releasing it.
She took a large sip of wine and set her glass down on the nightstand. She removed her "robe," a garment that obviously provided no privacy or warmth but did shine in the sex appeal department. She scooted her butt back on the bed and lay down next to where I was sitting, her breasts settling only slightly due to gravity and her hard nipples jutting skyward invitingly. Her negligee rode up toward her waist, completely exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. "Come here. I can't wait any longer. I'm so horny...I just want to dispense with the preliminaries and fuck your brains out."
Despite hearing Kate use graphic sexual language previously, her words still tended to shock me, at least initially. But it also excited me. My wife never talked that way, and even early in my sexual escapades before marriage I couldn't remember any partner using such coarse terms except on rare occasions.
But here was my former co-worker: normally a model of propriety who always dressed conservatively and was polite to a fault, now lying next to me clothed in the skimpiest and most revealing of garments, her nakedness openly on display. The irony excited me. It was almost as if a nun led a secret life as a call girl. But there was no shame in it for Kate, or me for that matter. At the moment I was the luckiest guy on earth, and my phallus showed it. I was about to fuck this gentle, sweet lady with a killer body who knew how and when to talk dirty, and I couldn't wait to sink my cock in her moist cunt.
I rolled over on top of her, and our lips met, first tenderly and then more forcefully. Her tongue entered my mouth and it instantly brought back memories of our first encounter. Kate was an incredible kisser. Mixed with her passionate necking were begged commands that you might find in a cheap porn novel. As she tongued my ear she whispered, "Fuck me like a dirty whore. I want to feel your big cock stretch my cunt. Fuck me so I can't walk tomorrow. And then fill my pussy with your sweet cum."
As she murmured and moaned encouragement, I fingered her cunt, slipping first one and then two fingers inside her moist passage--fucking her with my hand. Her passion only increased until she was begging me for more. "Put your big cock in me now. Shove it in. I need to feel your thick shaft. Hurry! I need you in me now! Oh, God, I want your cock in me so bad. I want to wrap my legs around you while you fuck me like a cheap whore." Her voice had an urgency that only excited me more.
I removed my fingers and scooted on top of her. Kate spread her legs to allow easy access as she reached down and grabbed my swollen member in her small hand. We both craned our necks to watch as she rubbed the fat head up and down her slit, lubricating it with her fluids so she could more easily insert it into her waiting hole.
"You're so big. God, it feels like you're going to split my little pussy in two. Go slowly at first until I get used to your thickness. I'd forgotten how big you are. I can't get my fingers all the way around you--you're so thick." She held the shaft and worked it back and forth as I gently pushed it inside her. Her labia folded in around my cock, so she formed a V with her pointer and index fingers and spread her labia on either side of my shaft to allow me freer access. Once the fat head gained purchase, I slowly pushed more inside her. She moaned in pleasure as inch after inch penetrated her vagina until I was completely buried. Her cunt felt deliriously wonderful.
"Wait! Just hold it there a second. Let me get used to this. God, you are so big! My pussy is on fire--it's been so long!." Kate kissed me passionately, her tongue working its magic once again. She simultaneously moaned in my ear a mix of pleasure and pain. I resisted the urge to pump long strokes inside her, involuntarily making small movements with my ass. Her cunt gripped me like a warm, wet vise.
"Ok, just go slowly for a while. I haven't been fucked in a long time. I want to make this last."
I carefully withdrew until only the tip was inside her and her labia could fold partially closed. Then, I once again slowly regained purchase and slid my cock slowly inside her. I repeated this technique for several minutes, her labia alternately stretching and nearly closing as I all but pulled out. Her pussy was well lubricated by now and my cock was sliding in and out freely. I fondled and kissed her breasts, sucking on her dollar-sized nipples. Kate moaned all the while and kissed my mouth, my ears, and my face. Finally, she redirected my actions in a hoarse whisper.
"Ok, I think I'm good now. Go ahead and fuck me harder. Pound me with your big cock. Fuck me like you mean it. I need a good, hard, fucking."
Her eyes were hooded, half closed, and her breathing came in bursts as I picked up speed and began thrusting in earnest. She wrapped her arms around me and spread her legs even further apart, meeting me thrust for thrust with her ass. The bed shook and groaned with our energy, and I looked up and realized that the mirror above her headboard provided a great view of my ass thrusting up and down on top of her. I threw myself into it and poured all my energy into her like a sprinter racing for the finish line.