The Play -Complete

Chapter 7

I happily took his hand and allowed him to pull me to my feet but before we could go anywhere, he pulled me to him, our bodies touching, our eyes locked. He held my shoulders and pushed his crotch into mine. I could see the fire reflected in his hazel eyes and felt his stiff erection against my thigh. He was breathing heavily and I gasped. There were hidden passions in him that I hadn’t realised and whatever had been lying dormant had been released.

‘I hope you understand, Carrie, I do not make a habit of sleeping with my colleagues.’ His voice was quiet and intense, he wasn’t smiling any more.

‘Me either….’ I whispered. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife, there was electricity almost cracking in the air around us, like the calm before the storm.

‘But you…. with your chestnut hair…’ He ran his fingers through the lengths of my hair, still damp ‘with your deep blue eyes and your plump, luscious mouth…’ He ran his thumb over my bottom lip before kissing me and biting it gently ‘And with those magnificent breasts….’ He looked down at my cleavage, which was pressed closely against his bare chest. My nipples were firm and pushed against lace and I caught my breath as he ran a thumb between my nipple and his skin.

‘Yes… Alan…?’ I looked at him. The way he was describing me, sex spoken in every word, had me almost begging for him to take me and I wanted more.

‘I wanted you as soon as I saw you….’ His eyes met mine and I saw desire the like of which I had never experienced before. I couldn’t speak and my legs trembled under the intensity of it.

‘Now… I want to see what you so thoughtfully decided to wear tonight…’ He whispered huskily into my ear and brushed the robe away from my shoulders.

Alan’s description of me had increased my confidence ten-fold and I stepped away from him so he could get a good look at me. I licked my lips and started to walk backwards out of the room towards the bedroom as he followed at a distance.

‘Turn around, Carrie… I want to watch your sexy arse…’ He stated.

I smiled at him, relieved. I was scared I would walk into something and break the moment by falling over like the klutz I am. My skin was tingling all over and I had never felt so sexy. I lifted the hem of my nightdress slightly and flashed my arse at him. The panties were cut higher across the buttocks to accentuate their roundness and they not only looked good but also made me feel good wearing them. I walked slowly to the bedroom, swaying my hips a little and looking at him over my shoulder with each step. His eyes never left me and I saw him unfasten the top button of his jeans, his erection was obviously starting to become uncomfortable.

I grinned at him as I disappeared into the bedroom and walked towards the bed. I was going to lie down but he was too quick for me and came up behind me. I gasped. He had taken his clothes off and was completely naked, pushing his throbbing dick into the valley of my buttocks, his hands coming up and cupping my breasts firmly through the tight lace, his fingers rubbing my nipples, his mouth planting hot, wet kisses along the back of neck and sending tiny spasms into my wet vagina.

I groaned and pushed myself against him. He was strong and felt wonderful. I wrapped my arms behind so I could touch his bare flesh. Without warning, he took my shoulders and turned me to face him, crushing my lips with his, all pretence abandoned. We wanted each other so badly, our tongues were wrestling, and the kiss was deep and intense and very, very wet, our mouths watering. Alan massaged my breasts with both hands as his penis nudged at the front of my vagina. I was soaking wet and my juices were covering the tip of his dick as he pushed himself further between my legs. We pulled back for a moment and Alan leant over to turn on a lamp.

‘Why?’ I gasped, pulling at him to come and finish what we had started.

‘I want to see you come, Carrie…’ He pushed me onto the bed and grabbed my wrists, putting my arms above my head and holding them there as he lay on top of me, kissing me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, small gasps escaping our mouths.

I moaned, his penis was pushing at the fabric of my panties and I was getting frustrated they were in the way. ‘Take them off…Alan…please…’ I gasped through our kisses. He let go of one of my wrists and with one deft movement, pulled my panties off and threw them somewhere.

‘I want you to enjoy this, Carrie…’ He gasped and kissed me again.

‘I will…I am…Jesus Alan…you are fucking good at this…’ I had my eyes closed and could feel his fingers exploring my pussy, slipping through my wet folds before he inserted one deep inside me. ‘Oh god…’ I pushed myself onto his hand and he thrust in and out and bent his head, licking and sucking my nipples in turn as his thumb brushed over my clit at every thrust.

‘I’m going to come, Alan…’ I gasped through gritted teeth. I was holding on until the last moment; I didn’t want it to end.

He pulled away and looked down at me, panting. ‘Fucking gorgeous…’ He gasped. I writhed a little; I was so ready to come.

‘Please Alan…’ I spread my legs wide, ready for him to fuck me. I was shocked when he knelt on the floor and, taking my thighs, pulled me to the edge of the bed. He used his fingers to open the lips of my vagina, stroking them slowly and placing the tip of his tongue inside me before thrusting it as deep as he could. He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his finger and started to draw circles around my clit, licking and flicking and sending me mad.

My orgasm came without warning and I screamed, bucking my hips towards his face, my hands in his hair, clasping his face to me as come dripped down my thighs and over his willing mouth as he lapped my juices up.

I lay panting, my legs still trembling when I looked up to see him above me and could feel the tip of his penis. I couldn’t speak or move but I smiled at him, my eyes heavy.

‘I hope you’re ready for this…’ He gasped and with one firm movement, thrust his hard throbbing dick inside me. I was still coming and I gasped as I lifted my knees. He was huge and I wanted him deeper so I could feel every delicious throbbing inch of him.

I knew Alan couldn’t wait so I encouraged him.

‘Hard and fast Alan…fuck me hard and fast.’ I grabbed hold of his buttocks and dug my nails in gently but he didn’t need asking twice.

Raising himself onto his forearms he slammed himself into me, thrusting deeper each time, withdrawing to the tip and them slamming himself harder inside me. It was such an incredible feeling, his balls were slamming against my arse and I knew I was coming again.

‘Oh holy fuck..’ I moaned as my orgasm hit me.

‘Oh fuck! Fuck… yes!!! Yes!!!’ Alan screamed out at he came, hot sperm shooting from him and hitting the walls of my vagina over and over.

Panting, he collapsed on top of me and we rolled over, wrapped around each other and fell asleep.


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This is as far as I have got - any ideas where I can take it?