All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons is unintentional.
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July of 1999 brought heat to downtown Portland. And with heat came (or rather went) bulky clothing and overly large sweaters. Particularly for the lady folk who roamed the streets. Spaghetti strap tank tops, tiny jean shorts and short skirts were in abundance in the Pacific Northwest and I must say, I was digging it.
I was trying to take inventory in my newly acquired lingerie shop when the front door bell chimed. I had thought I had locked it since the store wasn't open yet, but I was a new business owner and forgot such tiny things at first.
I was very pleased to see the former owner, Rebecca, stroll in.
She was looking fabulous as usual. For a woman in her early 40's, she could easily have passed for someone much younger. Her blonde hair was bundled up into an artfully messy bun with the little wisps framing her sharp features. Her eyes, a bright blue, had their typical aloof air to them which was a deceptive look of disinterest. She was always sharp and getting anything past her was difficult at best.
She was dressed in low black heels, a light pink mini skirt with a large zipper down the front, and a white short sleeve button up blouse that she didn't quite button up all the way (cleavage abounded). The black choker necklace was an especially interesting and exciting choice and it certainly was something I favored to see on a woman.
As she strolled in I could see that her shirt was not completely opaque, and showed the lines of a rather fancy looking black teddy. Rebecca enjoyed hinting at what was underneath her clothes, and the effect was not lost on me.
"Hey," I greeted, trying (and failing) not to stare at her amazing figure. She was graceful in every move she made, which added to her allure. "Just stopping in to say hello?"
"Not quite," she said as she met me. Her kiss was swift and fierce. It took me by surprise but only for a moment. I returned the kiss as passionately as I could, but she was more experienced, as well as catching me off guard. Still, she seemed to appreciate my effort. Breaking our kiss, she took me by the hand and led me into the changing room.
Once inside, she closed the door and locked it. The mirrors along the walls in the room made it appear as if there were six of us, which was always intriguing. Turning back to me, Rebecca pushed me against the hip height bench table in the room. Her deft hands unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped my pants in what seemed like one magical motion. Pulling them down, my long, thick, quickly erecting cock sprang out to greet her.
"Mmmm," she purred, slowly stroking my throbbing member. "It's flattering to see I can still make a man hard. Especially a man with this kind of cock. Makes me feel desirable."
"If I haven't shown you that you're desirable by now," I said, stepping one leg out of my pants, "then please tell me how I can make it more clear."
"For starters," she said, planting another kiss on me, "you can rip my shirt off of me."
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than my hands grabbed the front of her blouse and pulled. Thankfully they were snap buttons, but I didn't know that, and the effect on Rebecca was exciting for her.
Her full C-cup breasts were indeed covered by a very sheer black teddy, with piping running vertically across the bodice. It was sheer enough to make out the little collections of freckles on her left breast. Pushing the blouse down her arms and off of her, I grabbed the straps of her lingerie and pulled them down, freeing her breasts with a slight jiggle.
I planted my mouth firmly over one nipple, sucking and nibbling with gusto. I switched between nipples every few moments, causing more than a few satisfied moans to escape from Rebecca.
The entire time I enjoyed her breasts she never stopped stroking my shaft. Pressing gently along the underside and lightly jacking me, her touch was hot and skilled, making me wish she squeezed just a little harder or jacked me just a little faster.
After a few minutes of playing with each other, she decided to get down to business. Which meant she got down onto her knees.
Rebecca opened her mouth wide and took in nearly half my generous length in one shot. Bobbing her head a few times, lubricating my cock, allowed her to take me down her throat all the way. She hovered there for a moment before slowly withdrawing to just the head, breathing hard through her nose. I tried to make a sound, but the sensations she was giving me left me speechless for how good they felt.
She repeated her deep throaing for a few minutes, sucking me hard and fast between. Getting to her feet, and still stroking my lubed up cock, she pulled a condom out of her skirt pocket.
"I have a few appointments this afternoon," she began, pausing her heavy petting of me to open the condom, "and, as hot as it is to feel your cum erupting inside my pussy, it would get messy with all the walking I have to do. And a waste of such tasty cum in my opinion.
"So, this way, you can enjoy blowing your impressively large and hot wad inside me, and I get to feel you throb and pulse when you do, probably cumming myself just from that. All with easy clean up."
"How forward thinking," I said.
"Besides," she said, holding up the condom, "you'll enjoy how I put it on you."
Putting the tip of the condom between her lips, she went back down to her knees. Firmly grasping my cock in both of her hands, she positioned the condom on the head and the slowly took me into her mouth.
She was squeezing me tighter than normal, her lips almost painfully pleasurable as she took me further down her mouth and throat. Slowly, she unrolled the condom onto my shaft using only her lips, giving it a few wetting bobs before pulling off again.
I've worn a condom before, but that was the hottest way I'd ever seen one put on. I nearly came just from the eroticism of the act. Not to mention the incredible skill it took for her to do that with her mouth.
Rebecca unzipped the front of her skirt and let it fall away. I was in surprise again when I saw the rest of her teddy.
"I made some alterations to this one," she commented. The smirk on her mouth was beautiful, which meant she was enjoying my dumbfounded expression.
She had replaced the gusset portion with the same string of pearl-like one that was similar to the panties (if you can call them that) that she wore when we first me (and first fucked). There were two lines on pearls, outlining either side of her vulva and disappearing under her to go around the back.
