Who Am I Now? - Sex Stories

Who Am I Now?

... baby,” he said. “Slip off those sweats and panties and let me see how beautiful you are.” “But you’re wearing your glasses .” “Yeah, exactly.” “You’re not being fair. First you start getting me all hot and bothered…during our movie time . Then you want to humiliate me.” “Penny,” he sat up straight and serious. “How could you think such a thing?” “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m too big to go around acting like a pole dancer or something.” Bill leaned back on the couch and undid his belt. A moment later, his pants were around his ankles and he was stroking his rigid cock in front of Penelope for the first time. “Do you think I’m too big for that?” Penelope didn’t say anything at first. He’d never done anything so overt in front of her before. It was the first time she’d seen his cock in a fully lit room…with her glasses on. For that matter, it was the first time he’d seen breasts the same way. She was taking his breath away, and he could’ve sat there stroking himself to oblivion just looking at her. “Three years,” he muttered in disgust, fisting his cock with rapidly growing vigor. “Ever since we were both working at Flint Properties, having to pretend I never started visiting you cuz we were coworkers. Cowering from the rules. Three years of stupid routine. Thursday date night. What are we, Penelope? Holy fuck I feel good to be alive maybe for the first time and you’re the whole reason.” “Um…Billy,” she finally said, seeming to not notice she’d finally lowered her arms. ...

... “That’s kind of…dirty.” “Yeah, it is,” he grinned. “Know what would be even dirtier?” She giggled and shook her head. “You. Right down here on your knees sucking my horny cock.” “Mr. Morrison,” she replied, “I never knew what a filthy man you are.” “That makes two of us.” Moving slowly, Penelope approached him and knelt on the floor. She got his shoes and pants all the way off while he loosened his tie and took off his shirt. She was tentative as she wrapped her hand around his cock. “God, Billy. I never really….” She just stroked him a while, and he lay back watching her, admiring her openly. Before long, she took a few tentative licks of his shaft, sending his pulse into the rafters. Her confidence seemed to increase along with his pleasure and the volume of his moans, and she was soon sucking and stroking him at the same time. Before he knew what was happening, he was shooting bolt upright and pushing her off. He didn’t want to cum in her mouth. Yet. He joined her on the floor, on his knees, and kissed her with tender hunger, letting his hands roam her sumptuous body. It went that way for some time, until he finally broke off their kissing and he started to shove her sweats down. Without a word, she quickly scrambled into position. Kneeling behind her, Bill had never admired her this way, and he couldn’t stop running his hands over her thighs and ass. He massaged her flesh and fingered her until her moans were reaching a fever pitch. He needed to plunge his throbbing cock in ...