Sharons Visit Ch 05

All you read is true. Only our names and those of our friends are different.

Wednesday

Sharon awoke first that morning and waited for me to wake up. I woke because she lay facing me blowing softly into my face. I opened my eyes to be greeted by her smile and a kiss. "Hi, did you sleep well?"

"Yes, but aren't you supposed to do that on my dick?"

"I suck on it, not blow on it!"

"Whatever. Good morning."

"And good morning to you too." She said as she started stroking my leg. "You look tired still. How about I do all the work this morning and fuck you?"

I turned on my back and did a body stretch as Sharon boarded me. "How long have you been awake?"

"About ten minutes but I'm horny as fuck and I just want you to use me. Just a good hard fuck."

Grabbing her waist I rolled her onto her back and climbed on her, saying, "If you want it hard then I'll fuck you from here."

By now my cock had grown, not rigid, but hard enough for my cock to rub against her cunt. Her legs clamped around my waist. There was no kissing, just me forcing my way into her and starting to ride her, and ride her forcibly.

One of the things Sharon and I do is always wake to a fuck. I'll orgasm once usually, but we both love to fuck and Sharon will orgasm multiple times. I take that as a compliment that I can do that for her.

Maybe I did look tired as she suggested but I rode her hard that morning, my face buried into her neck, my hands gripping her arse cheeks, her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms wrapped around my back.

We found a rhythm, slow but hard, which Sharon alluded to. "Fuck that's nice." We fucked like that for a while but inevitably the pace picked up, which was when Sharon orgasmed. She bit down on my shoulder, her nails pulling on my skin. She was clearly enjoying this rough fuck.

As she orgasmed I pushed hard, getting all my length into her tight welcoming cunt. "One more fuck Steve. Give it me again."

I started pumping her again, our bodies timing this fuck well. This time Sharon forced her body forward wanting my length deep in her. We fucked hard again and for a good deal longer. The pace was frantic. I could feel my orgasm starting. "I'm coming," she shouted. I was too as we both enjoyed another hard fuck with each other.

We orgasmed pretty much together. For me the moment stood still while I unloaded my spunk into her. Her cunt was hot and now soaked in cum.

I rolled off exhausted, sweat seeping from my body. "Jesus, that was good." I said. Sharon leaned over and kissed my cheek.

We showered and I prepared breakfast. And what would Sharon wear this morning? Well, she wore a frilly white boob tube which she wears off her shoulders, and also her short black skirt. "That looks a bit special." Sharon smiled and gave me a kiss.

I had seen a video on Tic Tok where a couple had painted on a small canvas each other's faces. Before Sharon's arrival I had bought paints and the canvas.

I placed everything needed on the dining table and we sat opposite each other and began our artwork. During the painting Sharon laughed constantly. She had told me previously that her art teacher at school wrote, and I quote, "Sharon shows good potential." So I thought I could expect something fairly special. Some thirty minutes later, we had finished.

I was first to show my finished picture. Sharon laughed uncontrollably. "I think it's fairly good." I said.

When she had calmed down, she actually looked and said, "Yes, it is good. The eyes are good and the hair is too. My hair is fairly accurate but the wrong colour. But yes, it's ok. Shall I show you mine now?"

"Yes."

"You are not going to like it."

Sharon spun her canvas. I looked and laughed. "Fuck off. Is that what you see!" She was crying with laughter. "I look like a mass murderer." Anyone who knows anything about the mass murderer Doctor Harold Shipman, this is what she had painted. I brought up a picture of Shipman on my phone and showed it to Sharon. Another burst of uncontrolled laughter. "Yes, Harold Shipman." I took the canvas from her and held it next to my face. She continued to laugh. "Just one question. What was your art teacher on when she wrote your term report?"

"Quite a likeness." she said, yet more laughter.

Throughout the next two days I kept presenting the canvas to her. She would laugh again. Those canvases were discarded and today I guess are in a tip somewhere.

We got dressed and headed to a local village for lunch. The food was good along with the wine. The weather was also good, enabling us to sit outside. A perfect lunch with a perfect woman.

We headed back to a local bar and then walked along the seafront hand in hand. We met friends heading the opposite way and stopped for a chat. We said our goodbyes and headed back to my apartment.

Back at the apartment I sat and read whilst Sharon dealt with some emails she needed to address. When she had finished she fetched some drinks and cuddled up next to me. "I'd suggest we go to bed but we don't have a lot of time do we?"

"Not really." I said. We were to meet some friends for a meal and drinks. "How about we head to the restaurant and get a drink whilst waiting for Teri and Grant?"

"A good plan." Said Sharon.

Again the food, drink and company were great, and a good time was had by the four of us. What's interesting about the four of us is that Sharon and Teri have known each other since childhood and Grant and I worked together for a number of years and became close friends.

After dinner we said our goodbyes to Teri and Grant and headed back to my apartment. On route I told Sharon I wanted her to dress as she had earlier in the day. "You looked hot in the white top and black skirt and I'd like to fuck you in them."

"Really." Said Sharon. "You like to see me dress like that do you?"

"Well, I never had a chance earlier to enjoy you dressed like that and you looked so good. But then again, you knew that."

"I dress for you Steve, I want to please you and if you want to fuck me dressed like that, then yes I'll dress like that for you. Remember, I am your Whore."

We arrived at the apartment and Sharon headed for the bedroom saying. "I'll have some wine please." I poured two glasses of wine and sat on the sofa. Sharon appeared dressed how I had suggested and stood in front of me. "Like this?"

"Was that, do you like this? Or is this what you wanted?"

"Either." She said.

"You look so hot and this turns me on so much."

"Good. That's my goal."

She sat down, took her glass and had a sip. Adjusting herself she almost provocatively lay on the sofa, encouraging me to move in on her.

Her breasts filled the white milk maids top nicely. I love to look at Sharon's bare shoulders. The skirt only just covered her pussy and left little to the imagination. Fuck, she looked so good.

I knew she wanted me to approach her but at that moment I was happy to just sit and look at her. I wanted this moment in my memory bank. Sharon crossed her knees, giving me a small glance of her pussy. She knew it. She now was playing with me. She knew I was enjoying seeing her dressed like this. She knew I was going to fuck her. Oh yes, she was certainly playing with me.

"I'd like to watch you undress Steve!"

I sat not saying anything, just sipping my wine. Now it was my turn to play with her. She wanted me to undress but now she would have to wait for me. To be honest, I wanted to undress and fuck her just as she was there. But no, patience.

I finished my wine and asked her if she would like a top up. "Yes but I want you to strip for me!"

"All in good time." I fetched the bottle of wine and filled her glass. Standing over her I started filling my glass when she reached out to rub my cock through my jeans. I stepped away from her.

"What game are you playing?" She said.

"No game, I just want to look at you dressed like that."

I sat back down on the sofa and could see she was getting frustrated with me. "What's wrong?"

"I want to see you strip for me!"

"One more minute."

Maybe a minute passed and I took a drink of wine and put my glass down. I stood in front of her and started to unbutton my shirt slowly. I watched her eyes, but her eyes were watching my hands. I pulled the shirt from my jeans. I then unbuckled my belt. Undoing the jeans button, I held the zip and very slowly unzipped. Still looking at Sharon's eyes, they were still on my hands. "You went commando!" She said excitedly. I pushed my jeans down, revealing a fairly stiff cock. I felt I clumsily removed my jeans but kicked them off from my ankles. I stood quietly in front of her with just my unbuttoned shirt on. "Take off your shirt." She instructed me. I grabbed my shirt and began moving it over my shoulders and let it fall on the floor. "Now come and stand in front of me so I can suck you!" I moved towards the arm of the sofa. I placed one knee on the sofa and my other foot on the floor with my arse sat on the arm of the sofa, and my cock almost in her face. She twisted her head slightly and started licking my cock. Pre-cum was seeping out of the head. "Oh, you are excited." She said as she held my cock and then pulled it down to lick the spunk. As she did, I pushed forward and my cock slid into her mouth. She sucked me hard and began wanking me with her mouth.

I looked down at how she was half lying on the sofa, her breasts nicely filling her top and her cunt now visible and clearly wet. She passed me her glass and I could just reach the table without pulling out of her mouth. Her hand moved to her cunt to stroke herself and open her lips to play with her clit.

I had to move position. I shifted my arse off the arm and pulled her head so she was hanging over the arm. I knew then I wanted to fuck her mouth. "Wank and finger fuck yourself." I told her and she did exactly that while I pumped her mouth. My view of her was so exciting, me holding her face, fucking her mouth and she rubbing her clit whilst fingering herself.

I came with a mighty force in her mouth. She gagged as she swallowed my cum. I felt my bollocks in her eyes as I pushed home my cock. Pulling out of her mouth I was still dripping spunk as I moved round the sofa and fell to my knees to lick her cunt. She came in no time, pulling my head into her cunt whilst I finger fucked her. Her body arched as she enjoyed the pleasure. As she finished, I removed my fingers, took one in my mouth and sucked on it, and then offered her the second finger, which she gladly took.

I moved up to kiss her. Our tongues searching for the remains of each other's cum. Our eyes beamed at one another. A smile broke out between us. "Fuck we're good Steve."