Tea For Two - Sex Stories

Tea For Two

... don't even say hello, just hold the phone up and angle it until Luther's head with my legs framing him fills the screen.

"Did I miss it . . . oh, god that's a beautiful sight. Better than the porn I've been wanking to the last seven months. Please continue, don't mind me." George goes quiet again with just the faint sound of unzipping and clothes dropping down coming through the line.

Luther keeps his promise. his lips lock on my clit, mouth sucking the center of my carnal pleasure. Tuning in to the movements of my body and the cadence of my moaning, his mouth soon has the rhythm of sucking that builds my orgasm. I then feel his tongue rubbing against my clit through his sucking lips, and he masterfully finds the right pressure and stroke to bring me even higher. The sensation spreading from my pussy feels electric, bringing waves of pleasure to the tips of my toes, my fingers, my ears! The energy reverberates through me, collecting into a wave of orgasm that has me bucking on the table against my lover's face.

He laughs as my wild thrusting has caused his teeth to dig into my flesh accidentally, but then he secures his grip and pins me down so he can continue sucking me as I ride the wave back down. My thrusts become more subdued and his sucking follows my intensity down, until he is gently licking and kissing my gushing spent pussy. I relax completely on the table before him, legs spread, gently running a finger over my skin to enjoy the slickness. "Thank you, ...

... Luther, that definitely hit the spot.

"I'll say, you two put on a very impressive performance." I jump at the voice, having completely forgotten about George. I must have dropped the phone in my excitement, but apparently, Luther managed to pick it up and provide a good view for the virtual voyeur. He's now showing off my fiery red and swollen lips through the phone.

"Well, that's all well and good, but it's been a long time coming for me as well. Pun intended." Luther moves his hips into position and slaps his still very hard cock against my still swollen and throbbing pussy. I let out a gasp. Even though the slap was gentle, the sudden remembrance of how badly I wanted to get fucked, as well as the physical sensation of cock on pussy, sends another jolt of electricity through me. "Oh, yes, please. How many times do I have to beg you to fuck me?"

Luther freezes. He knows it was a playful comment, but he still seems taken aback. A smile slowly creeps over his face as he looks down at the gorgeous (if I do say so myself) naked and highly aroused nubile body of a woman less than half his age. "I am one lucky man." He leans in and kisses me lovingly on the lips. "As you wish."

"Err, sorry to be a pain, but I'm standing in a literal broom closet with my trousers around my knees, dick in hand. Luther before you fuck my girlfriend, would you mind propping the phone somewhere I can get a good view so I can wank off and get back to work?" It's hard to tell if George's tone is ...