I have many stories to tell about the wonderful, sexy, and sometimes not so sexy women of Sydney that I've met and dated over the years. This is one of those stories which for the most part is totally true.
I immigrated to Sydney from New Zealand in the mid nineties and quickly decided to to delve into the dating scene. This was long before internet dating started so quickly decided that phone dating was an option that best suited my needs. I figured that a night out of the prowl would easily cost a good hundred dollars with no guarantee of anything, so the seventy bucks that was asked of you was a small price to pay for a few phone numbers.
It only took an hour on the system to get a few hits and one grabbed my attention straight away. Her name was Katie, and she too was from my native country having immigrated when she was a child but she was of Chinese origin With no hint of an Asian accent she sounded just like a typical Kiwi girl. We spend a hours chatting about our interests and started a good rapport with no hint of sexuality being expressed by either of us. I did however get a slight hint at her cheeky giggle and we decided to meet up for a coffee the next night.
We met at a cafe on the lower north shore and I instantly recognised her as she strolled up. Her description was accurate revealing her tall lean figure wrapped in a flowing silky summer dress. Yet she was far more beautiful that I imagined. She was a few years older than me being in her mid thirties, but her radiant complexion and flowing long black hair gave the impression that she anything but younger. We spent over an hour chatting and flirting getting to know one another and I still remember kissing her softly as we said out goodbyes. I couldn't wait to see her the next night.
I arrived at her unit in the early evening hugging her warmly as I entered. The view from her apartment was stunning showing off Sydney harbour but I was more intent on the sights inside. We hugged and gently kissed as I helped her prepare dinner yet we still hadn't gotten too cheeky with each other yet so had no idea of the sexual being I was meeting.
After a small meal that we shared on her glass dinning table we moved to her soft leather lounge. She defiantly loved having classy things in her life. We downed our wine as we moved closer and I finally kissed her passionately. Her lips caressed my tongue, darting into my mouth and I responded in kind.
Placing our glasses down, our hands gently roamed each others bodies with no restraints. Although she gave the impression of a shy homely girl her body revealed a sexual goddess that knew what she wanted.
My hands roamed her body freely. Her arms, legs, her breasts, she sighed as I cupped them. My hand started at her knee and slowly worked upwards. She only stopped me when I reached the hem of her underwear.
"I can't do anything tonight, I had an abortion last week," she moaned into my ear.
That stopped me dead in my tracks having never expected to here anything like that but I responded as only as a supposed gentleman should. "That's ok. I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for fun."
She thanked me for my understanding and continued to kiss me while rubbing my now throbbing cock through my pants. My hands continued the massage of her body knowing that we were only delaying the inevitable. This continued for over an hour even as we made our way to the door. We had to call it a night as we could only go so far and we both had to get up for work the next day.
Over the next few days we shared a few phone calls and she filled me in on her situation with her ex boyfriend. She knew it wasn't going to work out and decided to have an abortion rather than raise a child as a single parent. Her parents were very old school and would have frowned and her career would have had to be put on the back step. She just wasn't in a position to be a parent. She loved to have fun and freely admitted that she loved sex too and promised to thank me for my understanding next time we met. I could hardly wait.
It was a week later that we met again. Her body had recovered from the procedure and our hormones were at boiling point for one another. I arrived at her house and we hardly had time to close the door before our bodes melted into one another and resume the onslaught that had started just over a week earlier. This time however there was no holding back.
I quickly roamed my hand up the inside of her skirt as we stood in the half open door. Our tongues smashing into each others mouth with our bodies intertwined. With a quick swipe I ripped her g string down her legs getting an auditory moan of approval from her. She stepped out of them keeping her legs slightly spread allowing me easy access to her dripping pussy.
"You can do anything you want," she moaned into my ear as I finger fucked her hungry cunt.
"That's a dangerous thing to say to me, anything," I replied wondering how far she would go for me. " I gather you have some submissive tendencies."
"Yes," she replied taking her breath in. "I just like a guy taking charge. I'm yours, do what you want with."
I stepped back causing her to step out of her panties and held her at arms length. Looking into her dark eyes I slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Katie had just arrived home before I had turned up and was still wearing her tailored work suit. I love the look of a hot girl in a tailored suit. So professional, but lurking underneath lay the body and mind of a slut.
Having fully unbuttoned her blouse I removed it and reached around and deftly unclasped her bra. With a swipe I pulled it off her arms leaving her topless. Her natural perky breasts displayed then tapering down to her soft shallow navel. I placed a hand around her the back of her neck and pushed her down to her knees. No words were spoken. She knew what I wanted her to do.
With obvious experienced hands she unzipped me then reached inside and freed my hard cock. I single lunge was all it took to hit the back of her throat. It was pretty clear this girl had a lot of experience of sucking cock and I wasn't going to complain one bit. Her lips, tongue and facial muscles worked their magic on me urging me to empty my sack down her throat. If I was a lot younger I would have obliged her but being older I liked to take my time.
She fucked my throbbing cock with her mouth and I decided that I wanted to move things along. I took her hand that was wrapped around my balls and pulled her to her feet.
"I want to taste your cunt," I groaned.
Her guttural moan was a sign of approval and she led the way to her bedroom leaving her blouse and bra strewn on the floor.
Her apartment was beautifully decorated and the bedroom continued the theme. The sun dipping below the horizon shot its last rays through the white silken curtains.
The creamy duvet cover had an orange tinge showered in the speckled sunlight. Katie removed her skirt unzipping it at the side. She stepped out of it and pulled back the sheets laying down sinking into the linen. Spreading her legs, she traced a finger down to her wetness then raised it tempting me to come down for a taste.
Being the bastard that I can be at times, I wanted to continue the game that we were playing and deliberately took my time undressing. "Go back to playing with your cunt, I want it soaking."
Katie giggled like a cheeky school girl as she gently stroked her cunt being enveloped by her soft bed. I took a few minutes to undress completely. With my throbbing cock bobbing in front of me I lay down between Katie's legs. She spread them further inviting me to taste her pussy. Her glistening wetness smelt musky, sweet. Her coarse pubic hair matted down, saturated by her pussy juice that dribbled down her inner thigh. The tip of my tongue darted across her clit then down along the lips of her cunt. Her moans of approval encouraged me to continue. I first eased one, then two fingers inside her cunt. Slowly penetrating her inner sanctum.
Katie's moans subsided as still stiffened slightly. "Mm, slowly please," she pleaded. "I think I'm still abit tender."
I withdrew my fingers slowly and replaced them with my tongue which bought a giggle again from her. "That's amazing, but I want to suck your cock Rob. It's beautiful."
I ran my tongue over clit again to break her concentration. "But I'm enjoying myself."
"Mm, but I don't think I can fuck tonight. My pussy is still abit sore."
