Working Extra 02

I wasn't lying to her; I really was looking forward to Monday and my next visit. In fact, I was looking forward to it so much that I could hardly remember anything from my drive home. All I could think about was Shelly and getting back home for the orgasm I so desperately needed.

Until then, I hadn't been particularly interested in erotic novels or adult movies, but that weekend I spent more time browsing the internet than I probably have done in my entire life. I couldn't believe there was so much stuff out there on themes like "Chicks with dicks" or "Friends with benefits". Most of the stuff was pretty awful, but there were a couple of pictures and clips with dark skinned T-girls having sex with girls like me and watching them while fingering myself gave me a couple of good orgasms. In my imagination, I could see myself bending over a table or laying on my bed and sticking my butt up for her.

All weekend, my brain was playing those scenes over and over again.

By Sunday evening, I was getting nervous. Suppose she had changed her mind about me? What if she already had someone? What if she'd just taken advantage of an opportunity with her silly maid? And did I really want to be involved with a "T-girl"? What if people, workmates or my parents found out?

On Monday, when I parked my car on her driveway, I was so nervous that my hands were shaking. I had to take a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down before I could get out of the car.

She must have been waiting for me, because when I opened the door, she was already halfway down the stairs to greet me. She was wearing a silky robe, but she looked as though she was getting ready to go out. She had put on beautiful makeup, and I could see that she was wearing a pair of black stockings under the gown. To that she wore a pair of high heels.

"I'm so glad to see you again. I was afraid that I had scared you away." She smiled at me while taking the last steps down the stairs.

"Well... ehm... I didn't want to lose my job."

I silently cursed myself for delivering what must be the flattest and dumbest thing I had ever said in my life.

"Come, let's talk."

She smiled and led me into the living room. She curled up on one of the large sofas and made a gesture.

"Please, sit." I sat down beside her, my heart beating.

"I have been thinking of you all weekend. I'm sorry that I was so selfish, just caring for myself..." Her voice faded. She paused and looked at me before she continued."

I hesitated a second or two before replying.

"It's ok, Umm... I really enjoyed it." I took a deep breath." And I have been thinking of you too. A lot".

She gave me a big smile and I could see her relaxing. She looked at me for a second before she went on.

"You like my stockings?" As she spoke, she moved a hand and placed it on her knee and started to stroke with her fingertips along her leg. I was a little surprised by how quickly she had changed the topic, but I nodded. "They look hot."

"I've put them on for you." Again, she smiled and slowly, she moved her fingers up her thigh, revealing more of her leg. My eyes followed her hand while she kept talking.

"I love wearing stockings and sexy lingerie. Do you like it too?"

She sounded more confident now, as if she were on more solid ground, talking about sex and such.

"My BF wanted me to wear stay-ups when we were out to movies and clubs, but I didn't really like it. It felt like everyone could see what I had on."

"But that's the fun part, baby!" She smiled and laughed. "Looking sexy and making everyone drool."

"Perhaps I'm just to shy for that." I mumbled.

"It looks like I have a mission here. I'm gonna make you steaming hot babe, and your BF 's gonna pop in his pants when he sees you."

"I don't have a BF right now. We broke up last year."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot. So, I can have you all by myself!" We both laughed.

"Let me have a look at you, sweetheart. Won't you stand up for me?

I took a deep breath and got on my feet before her. It felt a little exciting to stand there, having her eyes on me. Of course I had done this on auditions, but I could feel that this was something different.

"Now turn around for me, slowly." She made a spinning gesture with her finger.

"You're having a lovely tight little bum and nice legs, but I can't see your curves. Won't you take off that baggy t-shirt for me?"

I did and dropped it on the coffee table. Again, I felt that tingling sensation deep inside my belly, the same I had felt the last time I was here, as if my body was hoping for something more than just being watched.

"Mmm... very nice curves. You work out, don't 'cha?

"Yeah, I played soccer in high school, but now I'm just jogging and working out."

"Ohh, a soccer babe? I love that. Now, drop that bra for me so I can have a look at your titties."

I did. I felt my cheeks turning a little hot, but I hoped she wouldn't notice me blushing.

And if she did, she didn't say anything about it, instead she stood up before me. Her heels made her tower over me. She placed her hands on my upper arms and, with our eyes locked together, she slowly moved her fingers up and towards my naked breasts. The gentle touch of her fingers gave me goosebumps.

She cupped my breasts in her hands, and I could feel my nipples starting to rise.

"They're just perfect," she mumbled.

Her fingers reached for the nipples, and I gasped for breath as her touch sent sparks of pleasure down my spine.

"And sensitive. I love girls with sensitive tits." She smiled and gave each nipple a soft pinch, and again I gasped.

"I could play with these for hours. I bet you'd like that too."

"Yeah." My voice was getting thick from the excitement I was feeling. I knew that my breasts were sensitive, and I had really loved when my BF touched and kissed them. The very thought of having her doing the same made me tingle.

"Have you thought of having them pierced, like a ring in each nipple?" She grabbed each of them between her fingers and pulled me closer to her.

It felt hot, but the thought of having someone poking my breasts with needles scared me. I told her that.

"Then we won't let anyone do that to you, sweetie." Did I hear a touch of disappointment in her voice or was I just imagine it? I didn't have time to think about it though as she kept the grip on them and pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her face down, closer to mine and we kissed.

She was an intense kisser. With open mouth, our tongues touched and danced, chasing each other. As we kissed, her fingers kept playing with my nipples and I could feel my sex becoming hot and moist. She pressed a thigh in between mine, and I started to grind myself on her to ease the itch I was feeling. At the same time, I could feel her dick pressing against me. She was definitely getting excited too.

After a while she broke the kiss and whispered. "Let's have a look at the rest of you. Sit."

She turned me around and almost pushed me back down on the sofa. I looked up at her while she took of her robe, showing me what she'd been wearing underneath. Black stockings, a lace bra, and a black suspender belt. To that she was wearing a matching G string, but her stiff cock was already trying to break free from it. She was looking just as hot and sexy as the pictures I had seen on the Internet. But this was much better, this was the real thing, and I was having her full attention.

"You like my outfit, babe?" She said and made a little pose for me.

"Yeah, you're looking awesome".

She gave me a big smile. "I'll get you a set just like this to wear for me. You'll do that?"

I nodded and smiled as she kneeled between my thighs and put her hands on my hips.

"Now, let's see what's hidin' in your shorts." She started to unbutton them, and I lifted my hips to help her pull them off.

"Oh my!" She exclaimed. "That's the cutest little pussy I've ever seen! So smooth. I could eat you all day." She added chuckling.

She placed her hands on my thighs and with her thumbs, she started to massage me, making my skin move and my folds rub against each other. I felt my juices starting to flow.

I watched her as she slowly leaned closer and when I could feel her breath on my sex I tilted my hips up towards her, urging her to hurry up. But with a little laughter she withdrew.

"You're eager, darlin'."

Frustrated, I sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

"You got to ask for it." She started teasing me with her thumbs again.

"Please?" I asked.

"Please what, babe? This dick girl isn't a mind reader." She chuckled as she kept teasing me.

"Please, eat me." Again, I lifted my hips up towards her, but she still didn't make any signs of giving me what I now desperately wanted.

"Why? You need to tell me why, or this dick girl won't understand." She giggled as she kept teasing me.

"Ohh!" I whined in frustration. "Please, eat me! I'm so fuckin' horny, I'm gonna die if you don't! Please!" I almost screamed at her.

"Ah, that's why!" She chuckled. "You gotta learn to say what 'cha wants, girl. This dick-girl isn't a mind reader, remember?" As she leaned closer, she added "An' I like girls that talks dirty to me."

With that said, she quickly gave me a long lick, all the way from my rosebud and all the way up to my sensitive clitoris. Again, I arched up, but this time in pleasure, and when she closed her lips around my little pleasure pearl, I howled and spread my thighs as wide as I could.

"Yes, right there! Suck on it! Make me come!"

I chocked myself by the dirty language coming over my lips, words that I hadn't used before, but she wanted to hear me, and it felt just right.

She did just what I had asked her for, and within minutes I could feel how her lips and tongue were pushing me towards the edge. And, when my body started shiver, I grabbed her head to guide her to the right places. "Don't stop, don't stop! I'm coming... NOW!"

The orgasm exploded deep inside me and I shook and squirmed under her lips as the waves of the orgasm washed over me.

When it slowly faded away, I let go of her head and looked up at her, her face glistering from my juices and makeup smeared, but I could see how pleased she was. But my body wasn't satisfied. I wanted more.

"Turn around for me, girl. I'm gonna fuck you from behind."

I turned around and leaned onto the backrest and looked over my shoulder at her. "Come on and take me!" I wiggled my rump before her.

I didn't have urge her. She already had her cock in her hand and within seconds she had planted it all the way inside me. At last. It was both kinky and wonderful and I realized how much I had missed the feel of it.

I wiggled my hips to feel her. Her cock had a bend, almost like a banana, so without being very large, it felt like she reached every spot inside me. She placed her hands on my hips to control my moves, and then she slowly pulled back. I held my breath, fearing she would pull out all together, so I tried to move back to stop it from happening.

She pushed back inside again, this time with a little more force, almost forcing the air out of my lungs.

"You like my she-cock?" She whispered. "You like to be fucked by a she-cock?"

"Yes! Please, fuck me with your she-cock. Fuck me hard!" I wasn't thinking any more.

"Oh, I will. I'll fuck you like the little slut you are."

She laughed and gave me a little slap on my buttock and then she grabbed my hips again and started to move. Out and then in again, controlling the pace with her hands and stretching me with each stroke. I closed my eyes and leaned onto the sofa and enjoyed.

The first orgasm had triggered my senses, and it wasn't long before I could feel a second orgasm building up inside me. I bucked and squirmed under her pounding, and when the orgasm hit me, I screamed into the cushions.

"Yeah, scream slut, scream! I love it!" She grabbed my ponytail and kept pounding.

I'm gonna cum, where d'you want my cum, slut?"

"In my mouth. I want it in my mouth."

She laughed as she pulled out of me and tossed me around. I slid down onto the floor and while she was leaning onto the sofa, she pushed her slippery cock in between my lips and started to fuck my mouth. The scent of my own juices filled my nostrils, and I could taste it on my tongue.

I held onto her hips and within just a few seconds I could feel her cock starting to pump. "Yeah babe! Eat my cum, swallow it!"

I did. I ran my tongue up along the underside of her already shrinking cock to milk out the last drops.

Later, I curled up beside her on the sofa and rested my head on her shoulder.

Her hand moved down the side of my body and cupped my pussy again. It felt good.

"For how long have you been waxing?" She asked, and at the same time moving her fingers over my bald sex.

"For about two years. One of the sponsors of the soccer team was a beauty salon and we got a good discount. I knew that several girls on the team were having the same treatment.

"How? You've been in bed with them?"

"No!" I giggled "But it was pretty obvious when we showered."

She chuckled.

"I like the feel of it." She moved her fingers a little to show me what she meant, and I couldn't help feeling a little excited again.

"I used to shave, but two of the older girls talked me into come along with them to the salon. I think they was trying to set me up for a something."

"Wow! Three soccer chicks in bed! That's hot!"

"Well, it didn't happen. I had my BF and those girls were playing with another girls too, so they quickly lost interest in me."

She kept moving her fingers and by now I was becoming wet again. I grabbed her hand and pulled it away.

"I got a job to do here, remember? And then I have my other work this afternoon."

"Don't worry about the work here. It's not much so I'll do it myself." She smiled to me and continued. "And you will still get paid. Listen, tomorrow, are you free? I was thinking of taking you shopping and get you those sexy lingerie's I promised."