The Sitter

I moved closer to him, I now stood between his legs as he sat on the high stool. My hands moved to fiddle with the collar of his shirt.

"Amanda, what are you doing?" He said firmly.

I smiled, "C'mon Mark, If it's anyone that deserves to be fucked in this house it's you!" I leaned into him, I felt his hard cock press against my stomach through the material of his pants. "I invited another man to be fucked in your house, I think I should be punished!" I heard myself, in that instance, I shocked even myself, I didn't care that he was married or that I had a boyfriend, I just wanted him. I knew I shouldn't and I didn't know why but I wanted to be his little whore. I wanted to be his dirty little secret.

He looked at me with fiery eyes. His hands caressed my hips then slid around to squeeze and caress my ass.

"You've been a bad girl, haven't you?" He said in a low tone, his lips inches away from my neck, I could feel his hot breath. He kissed my exposed neck softly and repeatedly. I let out a small moan as I felt his touch, as I felt his lips. My hand ran down to caress his hard cock through his pants.

"Fuck, Amanda!" He whispered, his breathing heavy. "All you're fucking teasing over the years, the little outfits you wear around here, all your playful jokes, you knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you?"

I giggled, "Maybe..." with the 'be' sound drawn out.

"Fuck!" He breathed heavily against my neck, I could tell he was still battling it in his head.

"Are you sure you want to do this Amanda?" He asked and I nodded.

"Fuck!" He shouted loudly before he picked me up and brought me over to the couch before he threw me on the couch. He crawled up on me and started kissing me passionately. He then moved to my neck, kissing me slowly but aggressively. He continued moving down as he cupped my right breast, he licked and bit my nipple through the material of the lingerie. He continued trailing kisses down my body til he got to my pussy.

He ran his hands under my babydoll and pulled my thong off. He sat up and pushed my legs apart, bent at the knees, feet dangling in the air. "Fuck! You're so wet!" He said just looking at my glistening wet pussy. He dove in and took a long lick at my wet slit then quickly found my clit and started working my clit. He flicked his tongue back and forth over my clit slowly at first then built his speed to where he was going fast. My hips rolled in pleasure.

My moans were loud and frequent, my hips involuntarily gyrating. He wrapped his hands around my hips and locked his fingers together almost stopping my movement of my hips as his mouth remained planted on my pussy, continuing to flick his tongue back and forth. I got up on my elbows as he did this, one hand reached down to grab his hair.

"You need to stop! I'm going to cum!" I moaned to him.

"Mmm" his voice vibrated on my mound but he never stopped.

"Oh fuck! I'm going to cum!" I yelled as he continued, almost feeling as if he started going faster after I told him to stop. My hand gripping his hair tightly as I felt my orgasm reached its peak. My hips bucked, I laid back onto the bed as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. I tried catching my breath but he continued licking my sensitive clit causing me to shiver.

He looked up at me and smiled before kissing my thighs then my stomach and back up to my lips. I could taste myself on his lips and smell the faint smell of my arousal. I started undoing his shirt. He slid off of me and pulling his shirt and tie off and then he undid his pants and took it off along with his underwear.

"Why'd you do that?" I asked as he got back on me.

"Why did I do what?" He asked.

"Make me cum!"

"Well thats kind of the point!" He chuckled.

"But... I haven't made you cum yet!"

As we talked, I felt his cock against my clit, he was slowly grinding his hips causing the ridge of the head of his cock to slide over my sensitive clit causing my hips to buck but he stopped all movement after my last comment.

"Wait!" He looked confused, "How many guys you've been with?"

"One.." I answered shyly.

He smiled but didn't say anything further.

I smiled, embarrassed, I guess he knew just how inexperienced I was just by saying that one stupid thing.

"What?" I asked but he simply smirked as he continued his movement on my clit. He then slid his hand down between us. He thrusted his hip slowly, slipping the head in, I felt him stretching me out. He continued to push in me and the pleasure on my face quickly became discomfort as he slid in me to the hilt. He held his position so I could get use to him.

He kissed my neck, biting and sucking on it and he held in me. My breathing calmed a little and he started slowly sliding back and forth. He slowly built up his pace and my pain turned to pleasure as I got used to his size. He started slamming into me not before long and I just couldn't help but scream. He leaned in, kissing and sucking my neck. The pulled the thin lace cups of the lingerie down to expose my small perky tits.

He groped my tits, he squeezed them then caressed them before taking one by one in his mouth. He sucked on my nipple then started flicking his tongue back and forth quickly on it and that drove me wild as he fucked me.

My back arched off the couch as he please all off me. He reached his arm under my back and around my waist. He pulled me up off the couch. He now sat and had me straddling him. I grabbed onto his shoulders and started bouncing up and down his shaft. He grabbed my waist tightly as I did.

This position, riding him like this was stimulating my clit just way too much. The friction from our bodies, my clit on his bare skin was too much as I felt my hips buck and pleasure ripped thought my body. My head tilted backwards, Mark held me as my orgasm took over. I couldn't control my screams as he continued thrusting in me. It felt like all the muscles in my body tightened up then released all at the same time. I'd never had one like that before.

Mark kept fucking me. My hips continued to buck from the motion on my sensitive clit. "Hands and knees!" He said.

I got off of him slowly and back onto the couch. My knees rested on the cushion and my hand gripped the top of the backrest. He slid in my still sensitive cunt and start thrusting in and out again. Long, steady strokes at first then fast hard strokes. He was grunting deeper now and he gripped my left hip tightly, squeezed, al most pinching.

"I'm going to cum!" Was all he said before I felt him pull out and then the feeling of hot, sticky cum on my lower back.