Joe and Lisa met in the bar. It was a standard pick-up for both of them. Eyes meeting, faltering and nervous smiles exchanged, offers of drinks made and accepted, hands touching, lips then tongues devouring each other, bodies pressing together, “My place” whispered by Lisa, a quick retreat to the taxi rank and on into her hallway, where we find them now.

A thought struck Joe. Well, several thoughts, naturally, but one in particular. He was condom-less. The speed of the whole thing meant he hadn’t got into the gents to use the machine. Still, it was a fair bet that she had some. He hoped. He got distracted by her mouth devouring his. He slid his hands down the contours of her body, feeling her body through her clothes, her breasts, the hard nipples, her ribs and curve of her waist. His hands moved over her hips, thumbs nearly together, feeling the swelling of her pussy then the top of her thighs.
His hands reached the hem of her short, denim skirt. He paused with his palms fully on her hot, soft skin, both for effect and through an automatic and unshakeable doubt that she would stop him. It didn’t happen. It hadn’t happened since he was a callow teenager fumbling at a party, but he still got hit by that nervous thought.He began his ascent, feeling the faded denim rubbing over the back of his hands, his thumbs’ nerve ends detecting a fierce heat raging at the goal of his exploration. The tips reached the soft and gratifyingly wet material of her knickers. Her pressed gently on her mound and felt rather than heard her soft, deep moan. A thought struck Lisa. Well, several thoughts, none of them too dissimilar to those of Joe. She wasn’t sure if she had any condoms. She’d recently come out of a long-term relationship and had had a couple of short flings over the past few weeks. She thought she might have a box but wasn’t convinced – probably wishful thinking. Still, he’d have some, surely. She felt him pressing his fingers against her pussy.“Oh God that’s good”, she tried to whisper, but she could only manage a deep growl of desire. Fuck, she wanted him. She slid an arm down from his shoulder and groped for his cock through his jeans. He was hard, upright, almost pulsing. She traced the outline between her thumb and fingers. Joe shivered at her touch. That first touch when a girl touched his cock was his favourite. It was always a ‘moment’.Lisa detached herself from their kiss.
“Come” she murmured, and smiled. She stepped back, reluctantly detaching his hands from under her skirt but still pressing her hand onto the bulge in his jeans. With a quick tweak, she squeezed him tight, then let go and walked to her bedroom, undoing and slipping off her shirt and bra. Joe needed no further encouragement. As he undid his shirt his condom situation returned to his mind. “Lisa. Before we go further, I’ve no condoms. I feel stupid, but I haven’t.”
“I think I’ve got some in my drawer”. “I hope”, she added.
Of course, there weren’t any. Lisa knew it as soon as she opened her bedside drawer. She fell across the bed and reached into the drawer on the other side. Nothing. She was mightily pissed off. Meanwhile, Joe was treated to a view as she stretched out to the far side of the bed. Small, black and lacy, her knickers stretched in a small ‘V’ across her bottom, disappearing in between her lips, where his explorations of moments ago had pressed them. He sat on the bed next to her and put his hand on the top of her thigh.“It’s OK. We can still have fun. I promise you some of the best orgasms you’ve ever had. If I’m wrong, well, you can sue me or something.”Lisa twisted her head around to look at him. He looked good and she was as horny as she’d been in months. But a night of oral sex was a bit less than she’d been hoping for. She loved a good licking but always needed more than that. Still, it was better than nothing.
Clothes started coming off. She unbuckled his belt and released the buttons on his jeans. As they dropped from his waist, she started to kneel in front of him, pulling his boxers down and gripping his cock. She gently pulled back the foreskin, light catching the glistening drops forming on its tip. Her tongue was anticipating the shape, texture and taste of his cock in her mouth when to her amazement he stepped back, waving his finger at her.“No. I’ve got something else in mind,” he scolded. She was puzzled. She gave, and loved, a good blowjob.
“It’s OK”, he hurried, seeing her frown. “You’ll get it. Not yet though.”He moved back to her and unzipped her skirt. As it fell to the floor, he took the sides of her panties and eased them over her hips. He tugged them down with a dip of his knees and then straightened and looked her in the eyes. “Have you got any sex toys?” He knew the answer – he’d seen a red vibrator in her drawer when she was looking for condoms.
She nodded an affirmative, glancing over her shoulder. So, he was going to use it on her, was he? Nice – imaginative at least. But after he took it from the drawer, he handed it to her, got onto the bed and kneeled at the far end. His cock stood up firmly and, to her surprise he took it in his left hand and started to wank. Slowly, very, very slowly, his hand moved up and down the shaft, whilst his eyes never left hers. She stood still, holding her familiar toy in a most unfamiliar situation. “Aren’t you going to join me? I promised you great orgasms. Trust me, you’ll come like a steam train. Sit opposite me. Watch me. I’ll watch you.”His eyes left hers and he dripped his view down her body, over her large breasts, down her stomach and onto her neatly trimmed, chestnut-brown pubic hair. He could see the lips were parted and glistening with moisture and involuntarily licked his own lips. Then he saw her hand move onto it. For a second, he thought she was hiding herself from his gaze, but then her middle finger began to slide between her thighs. Her touch made her take a sharp intake of breath and her breasts rose, the nipples pointing towards him. She slid onto the bed and sat against the headboard, a pillow at her back. She parted her knees and he watched as her fingers twisted the end of the vibrator. It purred into life. He tore his look away and met her eyes. She smiled the most lascivious smile.“You horny bastard – this is making me so hot. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve never even thought of it before but I can feel I’m almost on the edge as it is”.
Joe just smiled softly and blew a kiss. He looked down to his cock, his right hand now rubbing the top of his right thigh and his balls. He then looked across to Lisa’s groin.Her hand held the vibrator to her dripping wet hole and then she worked it around the outside of her clit. Her free hand pulled at a nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger then kneading her breasts, before tracing her body as Joe had done in the hallway. The hand slipped down to her thigh and Joe thrilled as he saw her slowly, so slowly, push her middle finger inside herself.
His hand began to move a little faster up and down the shaft, concentrating more on his glans, and his knees began to tremble slightly. Lisa watched fascinated. She’d never seen a man doing this. It looked so strange to see a man’s hand holding a dick. She couldn’t get over how much it turned her on. She looked at his face now. His eyes were glued to her pussy. She wasn’t surprised. She had now pushed two fingers inside herself and had the vib right on her clit.
“Time for a change”, she thought. She eased her fingers out and, holding her hand out in front to attract Joe’s attention to it, raised it to her mouth and slowly licked her juices from the fingers. His breath caught. She pushed the fingers into her mouth and gave them a good suck, the heady taste of herself sending a flurry of pleasure down her body.She returned her hand to her pussy lips. Spreading them wide, she pressed the vib down until it entered her. It resonated through her pelvis, exciting her G-spot with its familiar buzz. Her other hand came back to her clit and began rubbing it. She could see his eyes had widened as she had inserted her vibe and she sensed his dick was about to erupt.His hand was now working hard, sliding faster, his other hand holding his balls. She could see sweat beading on his forehead and upper lip, as his eyes rolled back in his head, then snapped back to watch her fucking herself with her toy. Seeing him brought her on more. With practiced finesse, she quickly turned the speed of the buzz up to near maximum and went back to her clit. The pulses of an orgasm began to build up inside her pelvis. Her hips started to buck as the pulses became waves. Joe could see her beginning to come. By now, she was fully on her back, one leg between his knees, the other bent at the knee, pushing her hips up off the bed, giving him a breathtaking view of her red plastic cock pushing into her hot, wet hole and her fingers rubbing on her clit.He looked down the length of her body again, taking in once more her closely trimmed pubes, her flat stomach and large breasts which rocked rhythmically with her body. Suddenly her open mouth began to gasp, then to shout. She was starting to come hard. Really hard. He could feel his own peak approaching so squeezed hard on the end of his cock to stop. He didn’t want to come yet. Lisa’s thrusts were getting harder and harder, her shouts getting louder until with a burst of sound, trembling and energy, the wave broke and ripped through her body. She pulled the vibe from inside her with a small cry and pushed the heel of her palm down hard on her pussy, grinding it into her clit, sending aftershocks through her body. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked at Joe.
“You?” she enquired.
“Yeah, now” he breathed back. Four sharp jerks from his hand brought him back to the edge. He leaned forward, taking the weight on his free hand, levered himself up the bed and astride her body until his balls were almost touching her tits and went upright again. Two more pulls and he threw back his head. Lisa gasped as the spunk gushed from his dick. She watched the stream arc out towards her and felt it almost burning her as it slashed onto her face. The next jet followed as the orgasm again raced through him, forcing out his cum. She opened her mouth wider. The creamy liquid hit her top lip and she moved her head fractionally to catch it in her mouth. The hot cum hit her tongue, the salt taste sending her wild with lust. As the third jet came out, she couldn’t stop herself and lifted her head up, holding his taut thighs and took his cock into her mouth. His cum hit the roof of her mouth as she greedily sucked hard on him. Joe roared with a mixture of triumph and desire as the new sensation of her mouth sucking on him pushed the level of his orgasm back up to peak. He thought he’d never stop coming. He hoped he’d never stop coming.Lisa felt the cream pumping into her mouth with renewed vigour. She gripped his thighs tighter, pushing her face harder into his groin and swallowed what she could of his juices, the rest spilling out of the sides of her mouth and down her chin. The smell of his body and the taste of cock were heady indeed. She wasn’t going to come from this, but she knew that in no time at all, she could make it again. When he finally subsided, she eased her head back, licking some spilled cum from the shaft of his cock, all the while her eyes fixed on his. He smiled.
“Told you so”, he grinned.
“You fucking lovely bastard. No-one has ever done that to me before”, she breathed.
“I’ll make a point of running out of rubbers again. Now – eat me”.
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