summer of fey (pt. 2)
Fey meets me during my lunch break at work and things escalate quickly. She gives my boss a boner and I make her choke on a dildo (among other things).
The first day that Fey came to meet me at the pool company during my break, she had on white tights and a pale pink leotard paired with a short blue skirt. She had a unique fashion sense and her outfits, however idiosyncratic, were always sexy as hell.
My pussy was soaked from the moment that she walked into the office. With her curly red hair and tight, curvy body, she was like a tall hot flame. We chatted and joked with my coworkers in the office for five or so minutes and my boss didn't take his eyes off of Fey once, trying (and failing) to hide his boner by shuffling some papers over the growing bulge in his pants. As we left and the door shut behind us, she pinched my ass through my jeans.
I squeezed her ass back and asked, “Since when did you become a ballerina? And did you see what you did to that poor man?”
“Since always,” she winked, “And who, your boss? He looks well-endowed. You should bring him along during our next lunch.” She winked again and did a half-twirl before climbing into the passenger seat of my car.
Fey was free-spirited and her wild nature found its ultimate outlet in sex. As we drove to a cul-de-sac five minutes from my work, my eyes couldn't choose whether to focus on her smoothly built thighs in those white tights or her bulging breasts, barely contained by her leotard. My pussy moistened and I discreetly rocked back & forth in my seat.
She caught onto what I was doing and slapped my arm, giggling. "Eyes on the road!"
The moment I parked, Fey was on me immediately. "Wait," I said, grabbing a mass of red hair at the nape of her neck and pulling her head back so that I could look at her face. Her green eyes were wet and unfocused, completely glazed over with desire. She looked back at me desperately, questioningly. "Get in the back," I told her. She climbed into the backseat and I watched her ass wriggle underneath her blue skirt.
By her demure ballerina outfit and coy expression, I knew that she wanted to be the submissive one that day. She straddled me and we kissed. Her lips, pouty and red, tasted like cherry chapstick, and within a few minutes, they were puffy and red from me biting on them. I ripped the front of her leotard down and one breast popped out and I cupped it with my hand, squeezing her nipple between my index and forefinger.
"Mmm, Seda, fuck…" She started to moan so uncontrollably that her head fell back on the car seat headrest and her mouth hung open. Her tongue licked the air. Kissing her was no longer viable. One of the things I loved most about Fey was that willingness towards total loss of control. It also made things easier for me, particularly when I was on a dominant streak. Her moans turned into whimpers. I took out my dildo and shoved it in her mouth.
"Suck it," I said, and like a good girl, she did. As she wrapped her pouty lips around the dildo and began to suck, I slid off my jeans and fingered myself, watching her. Her eyes hungrily shot down to my dripping pussy and she moaned. The dildo, now deep down her throat, muffled her moans.
"Fey baby," I said to her, "You're such a good girl. Now turn around." She stuck her fat ballerina ass into the air. "You know," I whispered into her ear as I pulled down her skirt and peeled off her leotard and white tights, "The rest of you might look like a ballerina but your tits and ass sure don't."
Now Fey was completely naked except for a pair of blue panties with a big wet stain on them. She balanced on her hands and knees in the backseat of my car, moaning and still sucking on the dildo. I put my face in her ass and began to suck on her pussy through her panties. Her moans became louder; the dildo fell out of her mouth and all at once her voice filled the car.
"Aaaah, mmmm, Seda baby, fuck, please…"
I slapped her ass until it jiggled and yanked on her red hair. "Put that dildo back in your fucking mouth. Now." Like the good girl she was, she wrapped her wet lips back around the dildo. Drool dripped down the sides of her mouth.
I slid her blue panties halfway down her thighs and took in the sight of her pussy, feeling it with my fingers. Fey’s pussy was unbelievably pretty and at the moment it was dripping, which made it even prettier. Her labia were the same rosy pink as her mouth and nipples, and they were moist and shimmering with cum.
"Get that dildo nice and wet," I told her, "because you know where it's going next, right?"
"Mmmhmm," she answered, and then as a signal to me that she was ready for it, she began to buck her hips back and forth. I was in a bit of a sadistic mood and I wanted to make her beg for it. I slid one finger into her pussy, then two, and then slowly pumped my fingers in and out of her as I reached under her body with my other hand and slapped her tits.
I still had my shirt on; my small breasts meant that I could go braless most days without looking like too much of a slut, so as I fucked Fey with my fingers and cupped and slapped her hanging breasts, I felt my nipples, hard as icicles, straining right up against the fabric of my shirt. I pulled the front of my shirt down and collapsed on top of her so that my tits were smushed against her back. Together we rocked back and forth, moaning each other's names. Fey, Seda; Seda, Fey; Fey… Seda. She started to choke on the dildo and I started fucking her faster, my thumb now circling her little asshole.
"Seda…" The dildo muffled her words. I took it out.
"What is it?"
She didn't respond; she just kept moaning.
“WHAT is it?” I asked again, yanking on her hair.
"Mmm Seda, please shove that big fucking dildo into my pussy, please Seda?"
Access Part 3, which features Fey & me taking turns pegging each other in my car.