May 26, 2022

The Anonymous Blowjob (Episode 3) [18+]

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The Anonymous Blowjob (Episode 3) [18+]

”That’s a start,” I said as I looked hard up and down her body and licked my lips. I’ve never been anywhere that forward in my life, but I had never had anything so incriminating and potentially destructive to a woman who looked like that before. She looked me up and down and sighed.

”Fine,” she said idly, like she was about to get a cup of tea. My eyes widened. If she had said no, I think I would have been happy with the free blow job.

”Where?”

She looked around and shrugged. “Right here. I’m in a hurry. My husband will be waiting for me.” It’s funny how single men have such a hard time seeing wedding rings on hot women.

Funmi gave me my biggest surprise of the night when she dropped her bag and coat and reached underneath her skirt. With a quick tug, she deftly stepped out of her thong panties and tossed them on her coat. She gave me a sharp look, but it was not to question her own actions. The slut would have probably dropped her panties for me without the blackmail, I thought in awe.

I watched as Funmi slowly pulled up her skirt. The knee-length hem moved up her legs and over her shapely thighs. When they reached the tops of her thigh, I couldn’t help but gasp. Her dark skin was so smooth and perfect, it looked almost airbrushed on. Without pausing, she pulled the skirt up over her ass and bunched it at her waist.

Her ass was a firm, perfect heart shape that curved with the rest of her amazing figure. Taking a step forward, Funmi bent over at the waist and grabbed onto the railing for support. She spread her legs, exposing her smoothed, shaved cunt to me and looked at me over her shoulder.

A faint smile played on her lips as she looked at me, and I couldn’t tell if it was humour at my obvious awe at the sudden string of events, or a simple, sexy invitation. Either way, it was one of the most erotic images I have ever seen, inside and outside of porn magazines.

”Well,” she asked me, almost too impatiently. I wanted to think she was impatient about me fucking her in that stairway, not her getting home to her husband.

I had a momentary flutter of hesitation. I had never been with a married woman before. Hell, I had never cheated on a girl I was seeing before either. But I was single, and married or not, this woman was willing. The wanton, almost random encounter in a car park made it seem suddenly all right. It was her husband, I finally decided, that would be the only one in this trio that would have a problem. And he wasn’t in that stairway at that moment.

”Alright,” I said finally as I moved my eyes from hers and locked onto her ass and exposed pussy. I could already see the faintest hints of moisture on her lips. I wanted to believe that it was from the imminent fucking and not from the multiply blow jobs she had just given, but in the end, it didn’t matter either way.

I started to unbuckle my belt as I moved forward. By the time I was standing behind her, my thumbs were already hooked into my open trouser and underwear and I pushed them down to my knees. Funmi had sucked me dry less than an hour before, but that seemed more than enough time for me to recover. My cock jerked as it waved freely in the air at full hardness. Funmi twisted around enough to get a good look before she wrapped her hand and it.

”I remember this one,” she cooed with a sexy smile at me before releasing her grip and returning to her bent-over stance. I could see her close her eyes as she braced herself. “Now fuck me with it,” she demanded.

I had enough with pussy-footing around like a nervous teenager. I was a man, and this was a willing woman. She obviously was in as much of a hurry to get it over with as to get it started, so I dispensed with any more formalities. Grabbing her hip with my left hand, savouring the smooth, warm feeling only in my subconscious, I used my right hand to line my cock up with her crack and eased the head inside.

She moaned and I sighed as the hot wetness clenched at my cock head like a vice. Grabbing her other hip with my right hand, I took a deep breath before ramming my cock all the way inside her.

”Fuck!” she screamed out loud, her voice echoing through the stairs as my violent entrance caught her off guard. It didn’t matter to me. She was soaking wet inside, and the scream was more from shock than pain.

”Fuck,” I murmured back as my cock lay balls-deep inside her pulsating hole. I savoured the feeling as long as I could before she started to move her hips back and forth. I took the hint and started thrusting my cock in and out of her as powerfully as I could in that position.

Weeks worth of frustration and delight and, most importantly, obsession, were quickly released as I pounded her cunt from behind. My hands ran along her hips and ass and thighs with a mind of their own as Funmi moaned and purred into the wall. I loved the textures of her smooth skin. Looking back, I assumed she was enjoying it. She had no reason to fake feeling good, and by the tightness of her cunt gripped around my thrusting cock, I filled her up enough.

Her body was amazing, even though I had seen and felt so little of it. Her hot skin was perfect, and her entire body seemed to vibrate as it wiggled beneath me. For five minutes I pounded into her almost nonstop. I could feel the sweat on both of us from the delightful exertion, and her cunt never stopped gripping and releasing me as I fucked her. All the time, she mewed softly, her eyes tightly closed.

With a final gasp I groaned and rammed into her as hard as I could. I dropped my chest onto her back, forcing her to bear my weight as both my hands locked onto her large breasts through her blouse. Jerking in small, quick thrusts, I exploded inside her with more force than I had in her mouth not long before. I groaned and heaved and Funmi gasped and sighed deeply as she felt my hot cum shoot deep inside of her.

Funmi allowed me to rest on top of her as her cunt milked the last of the cum from my softening cock. I gave her tits one last, hard squeeze, rubbing her hard nipples into my palms before she pushed off of the railing and started to straighten up. My cock slipped from her soaked cunt with a plop and she giggled quietly.

She looked me up and down from my face to my shrunken and used cock and nodded to herself. As she pulled her skirt down and smoothed it into place, I could see my cum leaking down her thighs and soaking her stockings. She bent over and retrieved her thong and quickly pulled it on, before grabbing her coat and bag. She looked me over again, flashing me another quick smile before hurrying up the stairs as fast as her high heels would allow.

Leaning against the wall, I watched her go with a smile. I knew that this would not be the last time I asked for something special in return for my silence.

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