My buddy Phil had a constant hard-on for this woman, Miranda, for months and months. Don't get me wrong, she's hot, sexy and smart -- a dangerous combination, no matter who you ask. She was even able to sucker us into helping her move -- to the third floor, no less! We were rewarded in the best way, though -- a smokin' hot threesome and Phil almost didn't close the deal, the chump.
In the end, Miranda must have liked his shyness because they've been dating for a few months. Sometimes I still join in with them, but this story is just about me... and her.
Phil had to go out of town for a few weeks on business. One night I was at a local bar for happy hour when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"So do you come here often?" said a sultry voice and I turned and laughed. Miranda was standing there making a ridiculous, exaggerated sexy face. She giggled and sat next to me. I, along with everyone else at the bar, couldn't take my eyes off her. Miranda was wearing a white blouse that clung just right to her huge breasts, a pencil skirt that accentuated her round, firm ass and thick hips and high heels that made her long legs look even longer. Her long, brown hair flowed and her beautiful face lit up as she spoke.
Miranda ordered a martini and I kept sipping my beer, making conversation and thinking about how good she gave head, how good it felt to be in her pussy and how great it would feel to get into her ass... but wait a second, this is my buddy's chick, and while it's okay to fuck her when he's there, I don't think he'd like it if I did her while he was gone... I fought the hard-on that was ready to burst through my pants and kept thinking un-sexy thoughts... but they kept drifting back to her huge tits and round ass.
A few drinks later, we were laughing and flirting. I would say something funny and Miranda would laugh and put her hand on my arm. Just that touch was enough to make me dizzy. At one point, she laughed and put her hand on my knee -- and left it there. She leaned in and whispered,
"How long do we keep playing this game? I was hoping to get out of here and fuck you about an hour ago." I smiled and said,
"What about Phil?" Miranda replied
"I'm not talking about Phil. I'm talking about you and me, fucking, right now." That was all I needed to hear. I paid for our drinks and we left the bar.
On the way back to my house, Miranda kept her hand on my knee, driving me crazy. We pulled into the garage and I killed the engine. She turned to me and gave me a light kiss on the lips. She then proceeded to unzip my pants and pull my hard cock out of my pants. She licked the precum that had leaked out and started sucking on the head. Oh this woman was a dream, I tell you, sucking my dick in my car while we were parked in my garage. She continued to suck my off while I rubbed her back and ass. I started thinking about sliding my cock into her tight ass --something I had never done before -- and I started shooting my load, right then and there. Miranda sucked me like a champ and didn't waste a drop.
We got out of my car and went inside the house. Miranda asked me for some wine and walked straight into my bedroom. I poured the wine and walked into the bedroom, and I just about dropped the glasses. Miranda was naked and on all fours, right in the middle of my bed. Without even undressing in immediately lay on my back and she lowered her pussy to my face. She kept the hair nice and trimmed and her pussy lips were puffy and wonderful to suck on.
