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Special Offer (Part Two)
special2.txt
Straight
MF

I rang Sheila at eleven the next day and noted her relief when she heard my
voice.

"I'm here," she said seductively, "And everything's on the boil"

"Then I'll be there in about fifteen minutes" adding, "Keep it simmering"

"Shut up," she said breathlessly, "It might boil over"

I had hardly raised my hand to knock at the door when it opened and a
sparkly-eyed Sheila let me in. We kissed passionately in the hallway before she
led me into the sitting room and sat down.

"We're all alone - I have to collect His Lordship from my sister's at five. I
told her I had a meeting in town"

I stood in front of her just drinking in the sight of this extremely attractive
woman that was obviously so hungry for a man.

"If you keep looking at me like that I shall have an accident," she said, one
hand nervously smoothing the curve of her breast. I could see she was not
wearing a bra, because a dark nipple was straining at the semi-transparent white
blouse. My gaze went to the full flowery summer skirt that just showed her
slightly parted knees and the shadowy void beyond.

"You're seducing me with your eyes" she said, her hand pulling the skirt down a
little.

"I was just enjoying the view … and wondering"

"Wondering what?" she queried.

I knelt in front of her and put my hands on her knees, making her give a little
shiver.

"Yesterday you said you didn't enjoy anything fancy - and I wondered why"

She lowered her eyes and mumbled, "Because I've never tried anything like that"

"Would you like to be a tiny bit adventurous?"

"I don't know - what do you want to do?" she said hesitantly.

"Certainly nothing that offends you" I assured her, sliding my hands gently
along the inside of her thighs and feeling them part further. As her skirt fell
back I saw she had omitted panties again and I was treated to the musky scent
emanating from her bushy cleft. I bent down slowly and her hands gripped the
side of my head.

"Do you really want to do that?" she whispered, "I may not taste very nice"

"Let me be the judge of that" I said as I buried my head into the soft hair and
my tongue found the engorged & damp lips of her labia, already creamy with her
arousal. I lapped the slippery flesh, immediately roused by the sweet taste and
encouraged by the gasps that came from above me. I lifted my head and looked at
her.

"That was all right, wasn't it?"

"Yes - rather nice - different - it sends little shivers right through me"

"May I have seconds?" I queried.

"Uuum, yes please" she wriggled down in the armchair and spread her knees wide.

It wasn't difficult to reach up and slide my hands under the hem of her blouse
to caress the firm breasts as I again bent my head between her thighs. In the
few seconds since my tongue had touched her, creamy liquid had escaped and I
lapped it eagerly before searching for the ultimate target - the hard projection
of her clitoris.

Her hips gave an involuntary lurch as I found the vital spot and I felt her
hands clutch my hair, pulling me closer. I squeezed her nipples hard as I teased
the little nub with my tongue.

I heard a strangled throaty groan and Sheila's hips quivered violently.

"Oh my God ….. OH," she cried out, and I felt her vaginal muscles spasm as she
climaxed quickly, covering my lips with her juices.

I raised my head to look at her. Her mouth was open and she was breathing
heavily.

"I can't believe that" she panted, "You made me cum"

"I certainly did - and rather easily" I grinned, licking my sticky lips.

She leant forward and kissed me, drawing back instantly with a strange look in
her eyes, "I can taste me - on you" she said, laying back in the chair, "It
doesn't taste horrid at all"

"I know. It tastes of a very sexy lady who was rather desperate to cum"

"I don't know why I've objected to that until now" she said thoughtfully, "But
wouldn't you like to come upstairs and be more comfy?"

"A good idea - my knees are getting sore"

I helped her stand and we embraced again before heading for the stairs. She had
prepared the bedroom for us and the duvet was turned down.

"I'm afraid the bottom sheet hasn't been changed," she said apologetically,
sitting on the bedside, adding with a smirk "But I thought it might be better to
leave it until tomorrow"

I stood in front of her and gently undid the buttons on her blouse, helping her
to remove it. I then dragged off my shirt and undid my jeans. Without thinking
she reached out and assisted, pulling them down so that I could step out of
them.

She sat looking fixedly at the bulge in my pants before timidly easing them over
my rampant erection and slipping them off.

"You really are a well-built man," she said, licking her lips - almost
hypnotised by the swaying monster at eye level.

"A little more adventure?" I queried, looking down at her.

"I …don't … know" she stammered, one hand reaching out to hold it.

Her tongue moistened her lips as she saw the tip disgorge a tiny drip of
pre-cum.

"If I do, you wouldn't …."

"Of course not" I assured her.

She leant forward apprehensively and opened her mouth. The delay was making me
even more aroused and I sensed her mind in turmoil as she made the decision to
take me in her mouth.

Very delicately she put her lips around the tip and tasted the drip. She
withdrew and looked up at me "You taste a bit salty - but not nasty"

Her mouth came forward again and this time she took at least half of me inside.
She didn't move and I couldn't stop myself gently thrusting between her moist
lips. I put my hand on her head to encourage her to move with me and she soon
understood what to do. After about a minute I knew we had to stop and pushing
her head away gently I watched as sat up straight.

"Why did you stop me?" she queried innocently, "That was very sexy and it sent
signals through me too"

"Because you would have had an unwelcome present if we'd carried on" I
explained.

"I might have enjoyed it," she said unconvincingly - obviously grateful I had
stopped her.

"Slowly, slowly - maybe another time. Today is a day for giving presents in a
more traditional way" I responded, lifting her legs onto the bed and laying down
beside her.

We embraced & kissed passionately, our bodies pressing together and my prick
finding a natural resting place between her thighs. I started to thrust and the
action brought little cries from her as my hardness rubbed her hidden clitoris.

"I want you inside me" she urged, pulling away and starting to swing her legs
over me.

"Not this way" I said as I pushed her legs back, "A tiny bit more adventure, if
you're agreeable"

She laid back, a puzzled expression on her face as I knelt up and moved between
her parted legs. I reached under her thighs and drew her closer before lifting
her by the ankles until her legs were over each of my shoulders. I hardly had to
move to feel that my prick was sliding effortlessly in the open crease of her
labia. I gazed down at her and asked the question with raised eyebrows.

"Oh yes, that's nice" she replied, wriggling to take me inside. I pushed forward
and my hands caressed the firm breasts beneath me, feeling little vaginal
twinges as the signals shot through to her groin.

My hips started moving and she responded with her pelvis. This was definitely
the final assault and soon I was roughly kneeding the flesh on her breasts as I
delivered piston-like thrusts between the tight puffy lips in response to
increasingly violent reactions from her.

The noise started deep in her throat - a long moan rising in pitch until, with
an ecstatic cry, Sheila's orgasm burst in a series of intense convulsions,
triggering my own climax . Unlike her, I had not had any release since the day
before and I continued to pump into her for some time; not that her own earlier
efforts diminished the present orgasm, for she thrashed about, gurgling and
crying out as wave after wave of uncontrollable tremors wracked her body.

Eventually we slowed and stayed coupled as we gazed at each other.

"This is a very exciting position to be in. I'm so glad you showed me," she said
happily, "But can I move my legs now"

I withdrew and shuffled back a little as I lowered her legs onto the bed. She
lay exhausted with her knees wide apart as large globules of off-white semen
bubbled from her. She reached down with her fingers, wiped her self and put her
hand to her mouth. She licked it tentatively and then looked at me.

"You taste lovely. Next time I'm not going to stop when I eat you"

"We'll see, you wanton woman".

"No, I mean it. It's very on-turning to have you in my mouth. And thinking of my
mouth, d'you want some lunch?"

"I've already had the starter" I grinned.

"Well, the main course isn't so exciting - soup, cheese & biscuits"

I clambered off the bed and Sheila followed me. She put on her skirt & blouse
and looked at me. "D'you mind lunch with a knickerless creamy woman?"

"Can't think of anything more pleasant" I replied, kissing her and sneaking a
brief touch between her legs.

"Off the body" she commanded in mock severity, wriggling away, "Or we'll never
get lunch"

After we'd relaxed over lunch and a coffee, we returned to the bedroom,
undressed and lay together, dozing in each others arms and recharging our sexual
batteries. We must have dropped right off because the next thing I remember is a
strange female voice shouting from downstairs "Sheila, we're home"

Sheila froze beside me and scrambled from the bed, dragging on the skirt and
blouse.

"It's my sister with the baby - stay there and don't make a sound," she said
urgently, opening the bedroom door quietly. I heard chatting downstairs and the
sound of the baby.

I must have snoozed off again because the next thing I remember is opening my
eyes to find Sheila poised over my naked hips and cradling my rigid prick in
both hands. I remained still as she bent her head and started to fellate me. Her
earlier experiment had borne fruit, for she found an ideal motion that made me
extremely excited.

I moaned and she stopped to look back at me, grinning through glistening lips.

"Where's your sister?" I said in a panic, half sitting up.

"Gone home and the baby's in bed. Lie still and don't stop me," she ordered.

I was happy to obey and she resumed her task. Initially I was dubious about my
capabilities but as she progressed I became aware that I was getting more
aroused than I thought. She reached down and cupped my scrotum as she sucked,
her head bobbing up and down quickly. Suddenly I felt myself swell and somewhere
inside me a dam was breached. The result came surging down its path to freedom
and she gave a throaty squeal as the first jet hit the roof of her mouth. Two
more spasms jetted into her and she raised her head, her mouth firmly closed and
her cheeks full. She shut her eyes and swallowed, opening them again and
grinning at me.

"There, I've done it" she chuckled, throwing herself into my arms and kissing me
with wet lips, "And you tasted lovely"

I stroked her back as we cuddled and let my hand wander first to her bottom and
then through the crease to her cleft, finding it very wet and slippery again.

She moaned as I touched her there, "When I was eating you I knew it was making
me leak"

"Didn't your sister suspect anything?"

"Funnily enough, Yes. She said I smelt sexy"

"And what was the answer to that?"

"I got all coy, but she persisted & I told her I had come back feeling randy and
gone upstairs for a little bit of self-satisfaction. That shut her up!"

"Well, I'm glad part of your reputation is still intact, but I'd better make a
move. Can I see you again?"

Sheila looked a little crestfallen "You could come round tomorrow afternoon, but
I can't guarantee anything. When we were making love I felt my boobs getting
very heavy and a rather familiar ache in my tum - if you know what I mean? It's
early, but I suppose recent events may have stirred me up a bit" She smiled at
me with only a trace of embarrassment.

I embraced her and assured her I understood.

"I'll give you a ring in the morning" she said.

"A good idea" I replied as I dressed, "But I could still come in for a genuine
coffee"

She smiled happily "That's made my day - and it proves you're not just coming
here for ……."

"Sex" I prompted.

We exchanged a long kiss in the hall and I departed.

The following morning my office phone rang at about eleven.

"We may not need to make coffee" she said, "All's well at the moment"

I was knocking at her door at two thirty and she opened it, putting a finger to
her lips and pointing upstairs, "He's asleep so we shall have to stay down here"

Once in the kitchen we kissed long and hard.

Sheila broke away breathlessly "I so pleased I'm OK because despite the usual
ache, I seem to have a desperate need for you again - it's weird, I haven't felt
so randy since I was a teenager" she chuckled, kissing me again and undulating
her body against me.

"Then this is NOT the day for vast preliminaries," I said firmly, lifting her
under the arms and depositing her bottom on the kitchen table. As she sat there
I dropped my suit trousers and rolled them into a pillow that I put behind her;
then I pushed her back gently until her head was laying on it.

I slid my hands along her thighs and before I reached her panties she put her
hands on mine, "I've got very un-sexy pants on - and some protection, just for
safety's sake"

"Don't worry, just let me get rid of them," I ordered, finding the elastic
waistband and drawing to her ankles the white briefs containing a small pad.
Sheila craned her neck to see that the pad was still unmarked, and relaxed.

I reached for my prick that had grown rigid and gently masturbated some
lubrication onto my finger. Then I smeared it around her the dry lips of her
labia and moved forward between her thighs. The kitchen table had been designed
for intercourse and I only had to pull her thighs gently towards me to ensure I
entered her fully. Once inside I realised I didn't really need my lubrication,
as she was already creaming freely.

"I told you I felt randy" she said happily, "Now take me all the way, you sexy
man"

I started to thrust and it seemed only seconds before she began to moan.

"I..hope…you're…..nearly …there …too" she gasped.

Her legs scissored around my waist as she pulled herself urgently against me and
I felt her vaginal muscles contract as her orgasm approached.

"NOW" she shouted, "Come with me - fill me up"

And I did - copiously.

I stayed unmoving for a few seconds and then withdrew gently.

"Whoops" I said as I saw the dribbling semen tinged pink.

She understood immediately, "Grab my pants and slip them on for me"

I pulled them up her thighs and she lifted her bottom to get them comfy.

She sat up, grinning, "That was lucky - so well timed" she said, leaning forward
to kiss me, "I feel very satisfied and it seems I've also found a cure for the
usual pain I get before I start. Now shall we have that coffee? I'm afraid that
by the time I've finished in a few days time, I shan't be here alone. He'll be
home for about a week and then I'll ring you again"

Sheila put on the kettle and disappeared upstairs to the bathroom. When she
returned she saw my questioning look, "It's OK - just coping with things in the
more modern way. I didn't want put one in before you came, because I wasn't sure
whether you'd be put off"

"I'm not that ignorant - and certainly wouldn't be embarrassed. To be perfectly
honest, there was once an occasion long ago when I removed one in order to
satisfy a lady who got very desperate at such times"

"Oh" she said, thoughtfully, "I'll know for next time - because I can certainly
still feel little sexy twinges. Are you sure you wouldn't be revolted?"

"Positive - the only thing needed is some extra lubricant and a towel"

"I've got some stuff - for when I've used my plastic man"

"Then we're all prepared - whatever the weather forecast!" I said as I finished
my coffee and made ready to leave, "I'll wait for you to ring"

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