Christina went as Catwoman (I have a real thing about
Michelle Pfeiffer in the Tim Burton Batman) and I was really pleased, especially since she unzipped the
top and wore a Wonderbra!
Anyway, the party went with a real swing, had a fantastic
time and far too much to drink. We got a
taxi back to mine and helped each other in.
“We can’t go to bed yet,” she said, “I’m dirty and I need to
shower.”
She kicked off her boots into the corner and noticed that
her feet were bare. That was a delicious
sight but better was to come. Her
costume, which looked like PVC but wasn’t, was in two pieces, the join hidden
by her utility belt. She undid the zip
and peeled the top off, folding the thing up before dropping it onto the
floor. I stared at her cleavage in the
Wonderbra, feeling as if I was seeing her tits for the first time.
She stumbled on the stairs, so I helped her up and we made
it to the bathroom before gravity took hold.
She sat on the edge of the bath but her world must have tilted slightly
because she slid back into it. I still
had hold of her arm so managed to slow her down but she ended up in a sitting
position by the taps. She giggled and
smiled at me, biting her lip and she looked so fucking amazing that I felt my
cock stir - the lip and the cleavage were having an effect, even in my state.
“Water,” she ordered, waving at the showerhead, jiggling
with mirth.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her breasts joggled in her bra,
soft and bouncy with her stiff nipples clearly visible and she looked at me
with half-lidded eyes.
“I think you want a drink,” I said, “I do. Not a shower.”
Her gaze roved down to my trousers. “But I’m dirty and sweaty,” she said and
smiled knowingly, unclipping her bra and putting it on the floor. It wasn’t a graceful move.
“Good thinking,” I said, staring at her tits, “you don’t
want to get that wet!”
Christina’s drunken gaze settled again on push of my cock in
my trousers. I looked at her tits and
the soft swell of her belly and my erection just got harder and harder.
“You’re bad,” she said and reached for me, snagging her
fingers in the waistband and pulling them down as best she could. I undid my belt, pushed them down a little
further and my cock sprang to attention.
It was making a tent in my boxers and she pulled them down too, grinning
at me.
I held my breath, not entirely sure what was going to
happen. I mean it felt great to be free,
with my drunk and stupidly hard cock waving in Christina’s face, but I wasn’t
sure we could shag in this state. In
fact, I was now having to concentrate on standing up straight - between the
booze and the intoxication of seeing her, I felt like I was going to topple. I put a hand against the tiled wall in an
effort to keep myself steady.
Looking down, my cock seemed huge and my balls were tight to
my body. Christina was staring at my
package, smiling and then she moved, pulling herself up.
“Where are you going?”
“Nowhere,” she said, “sit on the edge of the bath.”
She climbed out, trying to be steady and knelt in front of
me, patting my legs to give her the space to get in between.
“What are you doing?”
“Can’t leave you with this, can I?” she said and wrapped her
fingers around the head of my cock, her palm hard against the tip. She wiggled it lightly, sending pulses of
pleasure down my cock and into my balls.
When she saw me shudder with pleasure, she began to stroke it up and
down, getting the rhythm just right and wanking me off in such a way that my
cock seemed to get even harder.
The feeling was incredible and I drank in the sights too -
her movements made her tits jiggle and I reached down to cup them, flicking her
nipples with my fingers. She moved her
head forward, her lips brushing the tip of my cock but never quite
connecting. Her hands moved up and down
as if they belonged here and knew exactly what to do to give me the most
pleasure possible.
“You’re enjoying this,” she said, “it feels really hard.”
“You’re so fucking horny,” I said, biting my lip and
pressing my hand against the wall. The
sensations were threatening to make my already unstable legs even more so.
“I want your cock,” she slurred and before I had a chance to
say anything, she took the tip of it into her mouth. Just the head at first, sucking lightly,
running her hot tongue around its contours. She looked up at me with her pretty
green eyes, as if seeking approval.
“That looks great,” I said.
That seemed to spur her on and she sucked in as much of my
shaft as she could comfortably take, her tongue flicking spit around my
cock. Once I was good and wet, she
sucked my cock hard, bobbing her head up and down, still wanking me when her
lips were around the head.
I squeezed her tits, caressing and playing with the nipples
and she groaned, sucking harder. The
combination was almost too much and I knew it wouldn’t be long. She reached up and began to tickle my balls,
running her fingers over them lightly.
“Keep sucking,” I gasped, “I’m going to cum soon.”
“Yes?” she said and let my cock slip out of her mouth. “Am I
going to make you cum?”
She sucked my cock back into her mouth, one hand wanking me,
the other playing with my balls.
“I’m close,” I said, expecting her to slow down but she
didn’t. She sucked me fast and
rhythmically and when I really started to moan and my body tightened up, she
slid my cock noisily out of her mouth and worked her hand up and down, aiming
it at her mouth. I grabbed the edge of
the bath, to stop myself from falling in but Christina didn’t stop, her wanking
hand smeared with pre-cum.
I grunted and she gave a dirty laugh and squeezed my cock as
I shot my first stream of cum onto her lips.
A spurt hit her chin but she didn’t stop, stroking my cock hard to milk
it of everything. I breathed deeply, my
knees suddenly feeling weak and jittery.
I was still cumming, my spunk now hitting her cheek and nose and she
didn’t break eye contact the whole time.
When she was done, Christina’s face and chest had streaks of
my cum all over them but she didn’t seem to care. Instead, she laughed and licked the cum from
her lips.
“Now I’m dirty,” she
said and smiled.
“Now,” I said, “you’re fucking gorgeous.”
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