Laura walked back to her house. Still smiling. Still warm. Still electrified. She never would have imagined kissing her friend good bye after the lunch date they just had. Not even to mention kissing her that way… Gail has licked Laura’s lips. That was nothing like kissing her husband. It was nothing like she had ever felt. She decided that she would indeed have a terrific rest of the day off. When she went into the house, she set the security system. She certainly didn’t want her husband walking in on her. As she passed the kitchen, she picked up matches and then continued up stairs.
She could here the raindrops lightly against the windows. It sounded romantic. When she reached the master bedroom, she lit her favorite scented candles and was reaching to play a soothing CD but then decided that the rain was much more the mood she wanted. She couldn’t believe how sensual and romantic she was feeling. And she also couldn’t believe she was going to try to masturbate this afternoon. She wanted to be able to so badly. Especially after hearing both her friends discuss their own sessions. Even though she has never been successful, she felt different about this afternoon… she was hopeful.
She moved the full length mirror over near the wall of over sized windows. This way she could look outside, enjoying the rain, and also look into the mirror, enjoying her own body. She was wondering how to begin. And then she just started appreciating her body… She started by running her fingers through her hair and caressing her scalp. She always enjoyed, but never could bring herself to ask her husband to do it to her. She pulled her hair back into a pony and posed for the mirror. She always did like the way she looked with her hair pulled back. Her hands went to her neck, caressing and massaging. Laura’s eyes were opening and closing. She was enjoying her sensual touching and also enjoying the raining landscape. Her hands wandered to her shoulders and upper arms… She was feeling her muscles under her touch… almost like giving herself a little massage. She could sense her body relaxing. She began to wonder why she had never been able to masturbate before. She continued to caress her arms… watching herself touch herself in the mirror.
She liked the voyeuristic nature of this. Was she scared? Is that why she could never cum when she tried to masturbate? She saw her jawbone and cheeks in the mirror. Her hands went to her face… softly following her jawbone, and then tracing her lips. This felt quite erotic to Laura. She liked her lips and sometimes wondered what they looked like as she made love to her husband. She could see them now, in the mirror… and they were pretty. Did her husband think they were pretty? Did he think she was pretty? He has only asked a few times for her to suck his cock. She wondered what she looked like when she sucking his cock. Even though they have been married many years, she has only done it a few times. She just didn’t feel comfortable doing that. Although, the other evening she had really enjoyed going down on Dan. She had actually wanted to. She did gag a few times, but it excited her. Why had she wanted to? You have to admit, that entire evening was unusual to say the least. What would her husband say when she told him about that evening? Oh my goodness. She was still looking at herself in the mirror when a flash of lightning startled her. She jumped a little. She let her fingers touch her neck and shoulders again. As the rain picked up, her hands wandered down her sides and to her tummy. Caressing, tickling, and feeling herself. She was still remembering the story Debbie had told over lunch. It sounded so natural for her… her hands just knew what to do and where to go. It always seemed like a struggle for Laura. Never knowing what to do and when to do it. She was enjoying herself now, wasn’t she? I think so. One of her hands went under her shirt to her belly… running her fingers back and forth. She stopped to tickle her belly button. She also let a finger slide under the waist band of her skirt. It felt looser. Had she lost a little weight? She liked feeling her tummy like this. She reached around and massaged her lower back. Alternating between gently teasing and more briskly squeezing her back. Mmmm, that felt good. It was always her lower back where she most felt stress and tension. Part of her wanted to lie down and massage her back more. But looking in the mirror was too exciting for her.
She remembered when she had dressed this morning; she had wanted to dress sexy for lunch with her two friends. Underneath her skirt and white blouse, she was wearing a matching tank and shorts. When she thought of herself dressing, she felt her nipples tingle and her legs get a bit weak. She wanted to look at herself in the mirror just as her friend had done. She began to slowly unbutton her blouse. She turned to look outside. The rain was really coming down now. When she had two buttons left, she slowly reached inside her blouse… feeling the fabric of the tank. She reached in further and felt the small swell of her breast. She continued until she was cupping her left breast. It felt naughty. It felt tantalizing. It looked wonderful. She saw herself with her hand inside her blouse, feeling up her own breast. Laura was almost embarrassed when she noticed her nipple was hard and poking through the tank. She let her thumb graze it… back and forth. Mmmm. It felt so hard. She had occasionally looked at herself when she was showering, but never thought her nipples got that hard. She circled her nipple with her thumb as she stood and watched herself and listened to the rain. She was enjoying all her senses. She could actually feel her areola through the fabric! Her thumb was exploring the landscape of her nipple, slowly becoming one with it. As it hardened, Laura allowed her thumb and forefinger to team up and roll the nipple. She enjoyed how it felt under her touch. It continued to grow as she did, even through the fabric of the tank.
Laura didn’t realize it, but if someone was standing near her, they would be able to see Laura’s lips quivering slightly. Most anyone would be able to tell that Laura was enjoying herself just by watching her. Every once in a while, Laura would turn to the side, to look at her profile in the mirror. She liked how she looked this skirt… her butt looked attractive in it. She unbuttoned the remaining two buttons with her left hand as her right hand continued to delight her left breast. Slowly, she removed her blouse and faced the mirror. She began to smile, obviously liking what she saw. If you hadn’t been watching her the last fifteen minutes, you would have thought the sight was quite odd… As she stood there, Laura’s left nipple was hard, excited, and protruding against the tank fabric. Her areola was also quite noticeable, the perimeter was also pressing against the tank fabric. However, Laura’s right nipple appeared non-existent under the tank. Laura thought she looked pretty… still in sandals and the spring skirt and then a pretty tank showing off her boobies and toned upper body. It was turning out to be a very nice day off indeed.
Laura wanted to feel her waist and hips that were lying under her skirt. Her hands slowly caressed her waist and tummy and hips. For a bit, her fingers would trace and her palms would caress. It felt tender and exotic simultaneously. Why had it never felt like this before? Maybe she had tried just to cum, without treating herself to these pleasures. As she paid attention to her midriff, she turned to watch the storm. The rain and occasional lightning and thunder provided a relaxing ambience. Laura followed the curves of her body… tracing her hips down to her thighs. Then reaching around behind to hold her butt and then run fingers up and down her butt crack… Then back around to her front to follow her tummy down to her mound passing over what she knew was her patch of pubic hair. This reminded her of Debbie’s story… Where Debbie had mentioned (off hand, of course) that she shaves herself… down there! How did Debbie put it? …Oh yes, that she had a bald pussy that made her look like a high school girl! While remembering that, Laura could feel a tingling begin to surface as well as what felt like a slight bit of moisture between her own legs. While still running her hands gently back and forth over her muff, Laura pondered what it would be like if she shaved down there?? What would she look like? Cute? Ugly? Wow would it feel? Sexy? Slutty? Would her husband like it? Or hate it?
As Laura pondered, she was also turning back to the mirror. She was continuing to run her fingers over her own muff while imagining Debbie’s lack of one. Through her clothing of course. She allowed one finger to venture down just a tad further than the rest… to touch a most tender spot. Mmmm. Laura was surprised to find her clitoris ever so slightly swollen! That had never happened so quickly when she attempted masturbating before. She was so surprised that her finger quickly jerked away. She was quite pleased however… and wondered how that had happened? She had tried before and no swelling resulted. Maybe it was the result of thinking about her friend Debbie’s bald pussy… And what it would look like… And what Debbie would look like… completely nude in front of the mirror. This made her wonder what she would look like completely naked in front of that mirror. This is when Laura realized that she didn’t actually think she was going to go this far with herself this afternoon… And then she began to wonder how far she would actually get this afternoon… But Laura didn’t want to spoil anything by ‘planning’ it… She wanted it to just happen. Her thoughts went back to the thought of Debbie and her story…
Laura felt a bit naughty as she was thinking of her friend Debbie while she was playing with herself. Even so, her thoughts did not stop and neither did her hands. I bet she has a nice looking butt, Laura thought. It certainly looks nice in clothes. I would have liked to be hiding in her closet that night… Standing behind her… Watching her butt as she stood there, pleasing herself. Laura was imagining her profile in that dimly lit room. I guess I have always wondered… When we have been out in the summer, I have appreciated her in those shorts she likes to wear, accenting her butt and thighs. As Laura’s thoughts focused, so did her hands… They reached back and under her own skirt and began to massage her own butt… cupping her cheeks, lifting, separating, squeezing, allowing her fingers to separate and feel the shape of her butt. Laura didn’t realize how much she enjoying playing with her own butt and the pleasure it was producing. Her hands would move to her lower back and massage and then travel down lower and explore where her butt meets her thighs. Sometimes daring to let her fingers in toward her crack. Mmmm. Even through the fabric of her undies, she though she could feel the small hairs surrounding her butt hole and running up to her lips. Her fingers focused on this fur for quite awhile.
Unconsciously, she was wondering if Debbie shaved this area as well… She tried to visualize Debbie’s most private area… Does she have full lips or narrow lips? Do her labia swell when she gets excited? What does her clitoris look like? Small and hidden? Or exposed and swollen? Laura hadn’t noticed as her thoughts went to Debbie, that her fingers were paying more attention to her own butt hole. circling it, teasing it, applying slight pressure into it through her shorts, and then returning to playing with her furry area, but not going anywhere near her pussy. As she was standing there, Laura hadn’t realized that time was passing. She had already been “relaxing” for 45 minutes. This is the most time she had ever spent pleasuring herself and it didn’t even feel like work this time. What was she doing different? What had changed? Then she realized that she was “dreaming” about Debbie and that her fingers were where they were! At first, she felt naughty again. Thinking that it was inappropriate to be thinking of Debbie that way, and playing. But then, she thought it wasn’t hurting anyone. And Debbie had actually started it by telling them that story… quite vividly telling that story!
Several more minutes had passed when it appeared that her left hand had decided to try something new. While still under her skirt but outside her underwear, her left hand moved around front to explore out there. Initiating it by rubbing her tummy and tracing the elastic of her boy shorts. Then Laura’s hand wanted to feel her muff… Slowly going further down the front until… she began to feel it, through her underwear. It truly excited her. Her fingers spread out in a fan and proceeded to move up and down across her patch. Laura was surprised with the ease in which she was now stroking herself. She had to see what she looked like… She turned her head from the window to the mirror, getting a profile shot. Laura saw her right hand reaching down under the back side of her skirt as her left hand was down under her front side. Oh my! What a pretty sight, she thought! Laura felt a slight electric feeling throughout her body as she gazed at her own body treating itself in this way.
She also began to wonder… What would her husband say if he saw her like this? What would he do? She remembered what Debbie’s husband did… just come in and ravage her, spoiling all the pleasure, the sensitivity, the anticipation, the wonder. But part of her wanted her husband to see her playing and pleasuring herself in such an intimate way. She wanted him to feel a little hurt that she could pleasure when he couldn’t do it. She realized her hands were moving up and down in unison now. Her fingers raking across her muff and also up and down her butt crack. She liked the way the fabric felt between her fingers and her private areas. Finally, even though she couldn’t believe how wonderful this felt, She wanted so badly to move on… to other pleasures. Could she continue? Should she continue? When is he coming home? Do I have time to continue? Who cares. This is so wonderful, I have to keep going.
She slowly pulled her hands out from under her skirt and turned to the mirror. Her hands naturally went to her breasts feeling and cupping. She didn’t notice, but she was actually cooing and moaning ever so quietly. The cupping transitioned into a bit more pleasure from the rolling and twisting of her nipples… which produced a bit more moaning and less cooing. Laura was exciting herself by just watching herself play while standing in front of the mirror. A thought popped into her head, Laura wanted to call up Gail and invite her over to see what she was doing… And how well she was doing it. But that would be to forward and inappropriate. Wouldn’t it? What would her neighbor think?? She stood looking into the mirror… sexually heightened. Anticipating more. Wondering when the last time it was when she felt this aroused. Certainly not for years. Well, before that adventure a few nights ago. You see, Laura and her husband do not experience any sexual activity together very often, if at all. Laura doesn’t really feel the need any longer and he has stopped trying. A shame. But reality. Would he try if he saw her like this? Doing this? Or would he just walk out of the room? Hard to guess. And sad… She felt badly. What had happened? With that small lapse, Laura almost felt like stopping. Her emotional feelings were overriding her physical feelings. Wait, not just physical feelings. Today’s feelings were emotional feeling too. She remembered what it felt like to cum and she so very badly wanted to feel that again. With that, her hands went to the zipper of her skirt and paused. Almost waiting for approval to continue with the task… And almost as a response, she felt a tingling through her body… hardening her nipples and making her lips quiver… she had to continue…
Laura slowly unzipped the zipper over her hips. Her skirt loosened. Laura stood looking at herself. She certainly did not have the body of a twenty year old any longer. She always thought that if she worked out and kept her weight in check, she would be okay. She thought she looked decent still. As she watched her herself, Laura gently wiggled her hips to allow her skirt to fall to the floor. Laura stepped out of the skirt, leaning down, watching her body in the mirror. The muscles in her legs were toned and showed nicely. Her hands ran the length of her bent leg, front and back. Her leg felt strong under her touch. When she stood back up, she allowed her fingers to trace her butt crack and twat, tingling her privates. Laura enjoyed looking at her body standing in just underwear. It was difficult to control her thoughts now. She liked the underwear and the way it looked on her. The tank and boy short combo was kinda cute… kinda macho… and kinda athletic. She actually pranced around a bit in front of the mirror. Watching herself all the while. Laura sensually “adjusted” them. When she pulled the shorts up a little, using both hands on the elastic waistband. Laura stared and the outline of her lips showing very obviously through the fabric. Her left hand released the waistband and felt at the showing mound.
Softly at first and lightly using all four fingers together. Laura then pressed more with her middle finger into her slit through the fabric and lightly flicking her clit at the end. While her clit was sensitive to the touch, it certainly very noticeable. Usually hiding under the thick fold of skin covering it. That was probably why it has always been difficult to orgasm when having intercourse with a guy, she thought. With the attention of her finger though, her clit began to scream for more attention. That’s unusual, she thought. So Laura rubbed her fingers side to side over her clit. Her usual delicate clit was reacting by swelling to a size not felt before by Laura. She was able to take it between her thumb and finger and stroke it. The cooing she made rose again. And Laura this time heard her own moaning as a response to the manipulation. She couldn’t stop… Laura’s hand was jerking off her clit slowly and methodically. When she squeezed the sides of her clit, her entire body shivered. Her breathing transitioned to shorter, quicker breaths. The fabric of her shorts was being stretched more and more… tighter and tighter around her clit. Laura was now trying to get another finger under her clit to enhance her stroking. On the down stroke, it almost dips into her lips. And on the up stroke, Laura is able to gather her thumb and first two fingers squeezing her swollen clit. The third finger also traced the outline of her outer lips… feeling the slow swelling there as well. She enjoyed the feel of her lips in her fingers. So much so that both hands went there to provide service… Her left hand diddling her left lip and her right hand diddling her right lip. She was actually pulling each out through her underwear. She could feel her undies getting quite moist as she did. Her forefingers ran up and then down her lips. Even though there was fabric there, she was able to separate her lips. When she did, even more moisture was released onto her undies. Her second fingers got into the act… They took over for where Laura’s forefingers were and her forefingers went to tantalizing her inner lips. Her legs bowed, knees spread, allowing her hands to maintain their effort. Her legs were getting weaker and weaker. But her hands wouldn’t stop. Afterwards, Laura would think back and wish she had thought to record herself this afternoon. Hearing the sounds she made was making her even more excited. As her first two fingers were manipulating those precious lips, her thumbs positioned themselves with that clitoris between and began moving up and down it’s small but swollen shaft. Laura’s breathing was joined with moaning sounds now.
Laura wanted to feel something inside of her right now. All four fingers tried simultaneously and were met immediate resistance. While the pants allowed some flexibility, her pussy was still completely covered. Therefore her fingers dipped in a bit and teased her little pussy. She felt frustration because she felt like ramming them in her wanting hole as far as she could. A disgusted grunt could have been heard throughout the house. She needed it… Needed something. She wanted to cum right now. All six fingers surrounded her now aching puss now focused on her clit and began stroking. Her forefingers were tweaking the head of her clit. While her thumbs and middle fingers were pulling up and out on the shaft. Having both arms working like this was amazing. Her body was jerking under the force and trying to increase the friction. Her hips were thrusting out to meet her hands in quick bursts. She wanted to watch herself doing this. However, she is finding it difficult because her eyes are almost rolling up into her eyelids from the pleasure. Her feet have naturally spread apart to provide for more stability. This did provide the side benefit of easier access to her puss. Even though she wanted to prolong this adventure, Laura could not stop stroking her most sensitive part. Soon, she began to grunt softly with each stroke. Laura was losing conscious thought and beginning to just be one with her act of masturbation. This more violent motion came on so quickly for Laura. Her knees were buckling and shaking. As her fingers were down between her thighs, she felt more and more moisture secreting from between her lips… It was getting quite wet… which excited her so much more. Laura’s soft grunting increased into louder grunting along with even stronger strokes on her clitoris and more violent jerks of her entire body. She didn’t even realize she was building to an intense climax. It started building in the pit of her stomach and like electric shock spread profusely throughout her entire body.
At the last minute, Laura was able to open her eyes and see into the mirror. She saw a middle-aged wife and mother standing in provocative lingerie violently manipulating her own body for instant (well, not exactly) gratification. Just then, her puss exploded. Her clit already quite swollen ruptured with delight. Her nipples hard as pebbles and protruding, ached with both pain and pleasure. It finally reached her mouth… the audible part of this session went from mild grunts to loud screams of physical intensity. Her hands couldn’t stop. Laura kept a tight grip on that clit, continuing the friction that created this orgasm and extended the orgasm to a body shattering (and ear shattering) experience. Without warning, Laura’s legs buckled and she fell forward to her knees. Remarkably, she was able to keep her grip on her clit… However, her stroking was slowing down from sheer exhaustion. Laura’s sounds… which grew from cooing, to light moaning, to soft grunting, to loud screaming, has now ended in whimpering. Laura’s body was entirely spent. She collapsed onto her back into the high quality carpet she had chosen when building the house. She lay there, spread eagle, catching her breath… realizing that she had just completed the task she had set out for herself… achieving an orgasm underneath her own power. And not only that, but an earth shattering orgasm at that!
It had been roughly an hour and a half until she came… And it was another twenty minutes while she just laid there recovering. Laura was exhausted. Still sexually aroused, but exhausted. The physical activity produced a layer of sweat over her entire body. The tank was soaked and clinging to her. Thinking she had sufficiently regained her composure, Laura sat, propping herself with her arms. Instinctively, she reached to the bottom of the tank and peeled it over her head. Her breasts, still aching, were glistening with sweat as well. As the fabric from the tank brushed over them, they electrified again. During this heightened state of arousal, Laura’s nipples had become hyper-sensitive. And swollen. And extremely hard. And also, Laura thought, extremely attractive! From these small middle-aged breasts were protruding a pair of lovely nipples. Laura’s gaze alternated between the mirror and directly at her chest. But focused on her breasts, surprised and pleased with the beauty she saw. She just sat… looking… the bumpy hardened areolas were wonderful. And were her nipples actually pulsing with the thumping of her heart? Possibly. Her hands had to appreciate them. Each hand started from the side with a gentle cupping and pushed them together. The pressure made Laura groan again.
She liked this feeling… applying even more pressure inward. Laura arched her backed as she did. Never really proud of her breasts… her friends always had bigger breasts, firmer breasts, bigger nipples, smaller nipples… Laura was surprised from the pride she was feeling now as she watched her breasts being played with in the mirror. She enjoyed being somewhat playful with them… Still pushing them together, lifting slightly, she pulled those nipples out again. She leaned her head over to see if she could suck on one nipple, but was unable to reach. Laura’s thumb and forefinger started to ‘milk’ her nipples, pulling outward hard and long. This was immediately accompanied by pained whimpering. Laura loved the feeling. Her fingers now began pinching her nipples. Hard and long. Laura gasped with pain. She pinched and pulled for what seemed quite a while. Her boobies were taking on a very red shade. It was painful, but Laura couldn’t stop herself from doing it! Laura got up on her knees facing the mirror, almost in a trance, still “punishing” her breasts.
Yes. That was it. She was punishing her breasts. Punishing herself. For masturbating. Why? Perfectly natural, right? Deep waters. Although Laura was still experiencing pleasure throughout this pain, she could see small tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Her hands were stilling hurting those nasty breasts. Finally, a tear drop formed and fell from her face directly on the top swell of her breasts. The tingle startled Laura and made her hands stop and drop to her sides. The tear ran down her breast to the tip of her nipple and hung there. The coolness of the tear froze her throbbing breast. A couple more tears had formed and were still on Laura’s cheeks. What had she done? What was she doing? However, she had to admit she loved the feeling from her throbbing, aching breasts. Her upper body was even more sweaty from this last fifteen minutes and Laura had become thirsty from all the work. She slowly stood, not realizing she was watching her every move in the mirror… The tightness of the muscles in her legs as they flexed, the way her boobs hung as she leaned over to catch her balance, the redness of her breasts and puffiness of her nipples, and the sweat on her face. What had happened? Should she be ashamed? Humiliated? Proud? Either way, Laura was very thirsty and needed quenching.
She took a couple steps toward the door out to the stairs and realized she was just wearing underpants… Hesitated, thinking the windows were wide open down stairs, turned to the closet for a robe. Then thought what the fuck, returning to the stairs… dismissing any thoughts of neighbors or modesty. As she took the stairs, the bouncing screamed in her boobies, Laura instantly cupped them as she finished the stairs. During that time however, Laura gently massaged them, caring for them once again. They throbbed under her hands, ached as she carefully held them into her body. She finally was able to find a position which mitigated the pain of her breasts and continued down the stairs. When Laura reached the first floor, she did not release her breasts. The feeling was too comforting. She walked across the hardwood floor into kitchen. Only when she had to open the refrigerator, did she release one breast. Reaching in grabbing a bottle of water, the coolness shocked her body. The sweat instantly froze, her nipples, which were softening, became rock hard again. The quick change felt refreshing to her, and she stood there for a minute, also feeling the moisture dripping down her thighs now as well. Feeling sufficiently cooled, Laura closed the door and walked over to the picture window facing the timber, sun coming in the southern exposure. Letting herself relax, she sipped the water bottle trying categorize the feelings she had just experienced. Sexual explosion. Exhaustion. Heat. Cold. Sexual shame. Pride. Esteem. Quite a wide spectrum of feelings when all she set out to do was to masturbate, and possibly cum. Well, she had accomplished both… and more.
Carrying her bottle, she headed for the stairs. To clean up and gather her senses. Her thoughts were wandering. Yes, she had been successful. What a beautiful orgasm she had. The combination of pain with pleasure was indefinable, she thought, as she could feel her clit still throbbing and her breasts still aching and noticeably red when she looked down at them. Wondering why she had never achieved success prior to today. Was it the other night? Was it the story at lunch? It obviously had quite an affect on the others as well, even the waiter. Laura just realized that his cock had grown to quite an engorged state. Mmmm. Was it the kiss from Gail in the middle of the street? The electricity between them was tremendous. Gail’s touch sent Laura into another world. Reaching the stairs, first step up, Laura heard the doorbell. Her thoughts so spiraling that she wasn’t even conscious of her attire, or lack thereof, and turned to get the door. She did remember however, to turn off the security. Laura then unlocked the dead bolt, unlocked the doorknob, and then opened the door. It was the UPS man… delivering that package of supplies for the new freelance job. Laura leaned to unlock and open the storm door, when she finally noticed she was almost completely nude. Oh shit! What now? Run up the stairs? Slam the door? Thinking that this was indeed a day of firsts, Laura just opened the storm door and invited him to step in out of the rain. The look on his face assured Laura that this was also a first for him.
I’m sorry, uumm.. Laura began. Joe, he said. I’m sorry, Joe. I was just getting a water. I was parched. Joe was obviously not hearing a word. He was just staring at her. Usually, Laura didn’t appreciate anyone staring at her. Which husband knew quite clearly and was reminded every time in walked in on her dressing or showering. She actually felt flattered and honored. Why? Why the difference? Now? With this man she didn’t even know? While these thoughts were running through Laura’s mind, the UPS guy was surveying every inch. Obviously, he first noticed that this suburban housewife greeted him with just underpants on. Very nice underpants, but only underpants. And without much hesitation either. Her facial expressions were hard to read. They were not sexual. More angry, tired, pleased, somewhere else. No matter… Next, he noticed her breasts. Very red and swollen. They had obviously received much attention. Was she alone? Who was with her? Even from here, he could see the glistening between her legs, running down from between her legs. And her knees were also red, maybe from scuffing on the floor. What an exciting sight. Which Laura could have noticed, but didn’t. If she had just looked at the growing area of his shorts.
Uumm, yes ma’am. A delivery for you. Uumm, you are Laura,… Uumm… yes, I am, Joe. Thanks. I am sorry to disturb you. But over a dollar amount, we need a signature. No problem at all, where do I sign? Joe? On the form… Where do I sign? Feeling a little bold, Laura said, Have you never seen a naked woman on your route before? Well, um… no ma’am, I haven’t. Do you like what you see? Laura posed, feeling even bolder and not in the mood to cover herself. Yes ma’am, I do. Do you usually answer the door with no clothes on? No, this is my first time. Uumm, the first time? I hope you are not offended… Quite the contrary, he said… as he closed the door behind himself. He slowly walked around her, while she stood still. She was watching him look at her. When he had come full circle, he commented, yes, very attractive indeed. This made Laura feel… special? Excited? Attractive? Wondering what to say next and just managing a thank you before his hand reached out to the front of her pants and cupped her mound. His eyes never left hers. He gently rubbed the entire area. The heel of his hand was up on her muff and his fingertips were grazing her lips. She couldn’t believe she was allowing this stranger to molest her like this. Wait, she thought. He is not a stranger. He introduced himself as Joe. So we are well acquainted. She felt embarrassed just standing there while her held her by her pussy. Without noticed, he touched her clit. She almost melted instantly. He looked deep into her eyes as he slowly circled it. He was surprised at how fast and how big it was swelling. He made certain he was not touching any other part of her body now, just circling Laura’s swelling clit, slowly and softly. He asked her something about her shipment, but she didn’t really hear him. She was almost in a trance while he was softly diddling her clit and carrying on what appeared to be a normal conversation. Laura noticed she was again trembling all over, just like she was awhile ago upstairs. But this time someone else was pleasuring her! She couldn’t believe what was happening to her!
She gathered up her courage and reached out and touched his hardening cock through his shorts. It was already hard! There must be something in his pocket, she thought… There is no way… For a minute, she allowed herself to be serviced and also ran her palm up and down what may be the length of his cock. Finally, her curiosity got the better of her and with both hands reached forward to unzip his shorts and let them drop to the floor. The boxers appeared to be straining to hold back whatever was in there. She leaned forward and tugged them down… They too fell to his ankles. Then she saw it. She had never even seen anything like it. It was the largest cock she had ever seen! Even bigger than Dan’s. She was silent and still in awe. Meanwhile, Joe was continuing to flick at her most private nub through her panties.
Without thinking, Laura knelt to get a better look. It appeared to be only semi-hard, but it was already larger than anything she has she seen! She heard other’s talk about monster cocks, but had never actually seen one herself. She reached out to hold the base of it. Her fingers couldn’t reach around it! As she held it, she began to unconsciously stroke. She noticed that she was holding about a third of it. The other two thirds pulsing right in front of her face and just hanging there! It was so big that the weight of it was making this semi-hard cock just hang! She looked up at him. This is huge, she said. Thank you, Joe replied. He was obviously enjoying this, as a result of the glistening drip of moisture dripping from it the tip. Laura noticed the moisture and instinctively leaned toward it. But first, she used her other hand to hold the entire member upwards toward her face. She was enjoying just kneeling there, admiring it. Not realizing she was slowly and lightly stroking it, she saw it began to pulse… Actually throb in her hands! A bit more liquid oozed out. She had to…
She leaned further and kissed the end of this enormous dick. This made her fully appreciate how big it was. The purple pulsing head was bigger than her closed mouth kiss! She leaned back. She smelled and tasted his semen on her lips as she licked them. Joe thought he heard her moan when she licked her lips. Laura just had to taste more. But, she couldn’t. She had always told her husband that it hurt her jaw to open it wide enough to take his in her mouth. And this one was much bigger! And what would he say if he saw this?? She had to stop. She was about ready to stand up and ask him to leave when another large drop of liquid came out. She couldn’t help herself. She leaned in again and opened her mouth. She was surprised and scared that she could only manage to take the head in her mouth. But it tasted so good. That sticky, musky fragrance filled her nose and mouth. Even though she only had his head in her mouth, Laura began to suck it and wrap her tongue around it’s engorged head. It tasted wonderful, she thought. She leaned back again.
She was like a little girl. She wanted to look at it, like she had never even seen a penis before. She totally let go of it. It truly was enormous. It had to be about 9 inches long… and that was semi-hard! It looked to be about 2 and half inches wide. There were several large veins running the length of it… Pulsing right before her eyes. The head was thicker than the shaft. It was very nicely formed and purple. It looked swollen, but straining. Joe had a thick patch of curly, dark pubic hair covering the entire top of his pubic region. Then she noticed his balls. There was no hair… completely bald. He must shave them, she thought. They looked beautiful. His balls were also enormous. They must be heavy, she thought as she looked how low his sac was hanging. She reached out and cupped his balls with her left hand. My, they are heavy! She thought. She rolled them gently in her palm. Almost like a couple of dice. She giggled to herself. As she rolled his balls, his cock twitched for her. Laura loved the sight. She was playing with this strangers balls making his huge cock jerk for her. Her right naturally reached to it. She started to… um… it looked like she was petting it! Almost like a little puppy. Her fingers tracing the bulging veins, encircling its head, taking it at the base and lifting it up as to be able to look at the underside. She curled his pubic hair with her fingers. She traced down between his balls and thighs. She actually let her finger reach back toward his butt. But not too far. She then took both balls in both hands. She was lifting, squeezing, rolling. These motions made his cock bounce in addition to the twitching. The bouncing caught her eye. That is when she noticed more juice leaking from the big hole at the tip of the engorged head. She completely released his balls and let her arms fall to her sides.
For a minute, she just knelt there, naked, well, almost, watching this lovely plaything. She looked up at Joe. Her eyes and entire expression was that of a young girl. A young girl admiring a cock for the first time. A young girl excited beyond her own comprehension. A young girl nervous and shy not exactly knowing what to do. A young girl scared at how she imagined this monster could ravage her. Then, slowly, but not too surely, Laura leaned toward it, arms still at her sides. As her head was moving forward, her mouth opening slightly and her tongue appeared. When she was within an inch of this monument, she flattened out her tongue and opened her mouth. She positioned herself so that his cock slid up her tongue into her awaiting mouth. She tried to keep her mouth as wide as she could. She was doing pretty well. Her lips were not yet enclosed around his massive member. She slowly moved her head back and forth, allowing this cockhead to slide up and down her tongue. She felt his body shake. She thought it a result of feeling the heat of her mouth. After many slow, deliberate sliding motions, Laura pushed her head a little further out. He penetrated her a little further in. Then, looking up at him, mouth wide open, she smiled. When he smiled back, she deliberately closed her mouth and began sucking. She absolutely loved it when he squealed and moaned.
If a neighbor would have come to the door, they would have seen quite a sight. There standing in the front foyer, was the ups man with his shorts on the floor and the lady of the house kneeling in front of him. The lady was managing only to get the head of this monster in her mouth. But she was using her hands to attempt to pleasure him too. Both hands didn’t even begin to surround his dick. And it still appeared to only be in a semi-hard state. But she obviously didn’t care if anyone saw. But, she wanted to see it again. She let the head pop out of her mouth, with an audible pop and let go with both hands. It swung down and slapped against his sac. Joe groaned wondering what she was doing. Without using her hands, Laura leaned down to the head. She started to kiss and lick it again, as it just hung there with all its weight. All of a sudden… ma’am, I have to get back to my deliveries. I really appreciate this but I will get fired if I don’t finish today. With his cockhead in her mouth, she muffled oh, okay. As she pulled her mouth away, she blurted out, but you should finish here first! And grabbed him with both hands again, this time both at the base with the majority of its length swinging directly in front of her face. She enjoyed feeling the sheer weight of it in her hands. She lightly squeezed and began to stroke both hands in unison. This action made it swing up to her mouth and hang back down and swing up to her mouth… She would lick it as it came up. Kiss it as it came up. She finally opened her mouth, took his head again and began to suck it while stroked. She quickened her motions and intensified her sucking.
She felt him start shiver a little. She wanted to take more in her mouth and tried. But just couldn’t do it. She felt a jerking in her hands from within him and knew he close. She was amazed. He was close to cumming, but his cock was still not fully erect! How could that happen? She thought. She wanted to see this monster fully erect. She wanted to fully taste him and kept it in her mouth. She sealed her lips around the rim of the tremendous cock. His whole body began jerk now and so she readied herself. But she could never have been ready for the explosion she experienced. When he came, there was an initial blast into her waiting mouth which almost filled it up. She was delighted with the surprise and the aroma and the taste. As she began to swallow it, a second blast entered her mouth, just as much as the first! It simultaneously made her gag and leaked from the sides of her mouth. She tried to swallow again, took some, but then a third blast exploded in her mouth! Just as much! Holy shit she thought. Even though she tried, this time she couldn’t handle it all but she kept her mouth sealed around this beast! There was nowhere for it to go, so some shot out of her nose. There was a couple of additional spasms from it with less liquid, but Laura was a trooper and kept at it… licking and gobbling at the semen from this monster cock.
When he finally stopped filling her mouth and she had taken it all and was in the process of licking off her lips, she looked up at him and softly exclaimed, Oh my! And smiled. That was wonderful! He was fully drained but smiling as well. He grabbed her upper arms and lifted her to her feet. With cum still dripping from out her nose and off her chin, he kissed her and said thank you. My pleasure, she responded trying to reach the cum from her nose with her tongue. But you have to get going. He readjusted his clothes trying to tuck his member back in his shorts. All the while continuing to watch this suburban housewife stand there in her panties licking his cum off of her face. As he left, she called out to him, Joe, wait I didn’t sign the form! Without realizing what she was doing, she stepped out on the porch, reached for the clipboard and signed the form. Then realizing that she nude, on her porch, with the ups guy, she ran back inside and quickly closed the door wondering if anyone had seen her…