"
He slid his hand further up her leg, resting it on her knee. He looked at her again. There was a faint smile on her lips, almost daring him to try his luck. He did. He moved his fingers up under the hem of her skirt onto her thigh and then bent down to place his lips on the exposed flesh. He caressed the area lightly with his tongue before looking to her again for further approval. She was no longer smiling but instead wore a serious expression that he almost mistook for annoyance until she levered herself up and slid effortlessly into a stradle around on his waist.

Matt looked into her blue eyes. He reached up and ran his fingers through her soft brown hair, sweeping some from her across her face. Even as his other hand rested on her upper thigh and the warmth of her snatch pressed against the growing bulge at his groin, he still needed to be sure.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
She leaned in and kissed him lightly, her perfume sending his head spinning slightly, "Yes I do. Absolutely."

He needed little further encouragement. Nor did Helen. He rested his nose and mouth on the smooth strip of skin showing between her breasts. Again, he lightly kissed her, breathing her in as he made his way up towards her neck. She leaned her head back allowing him full range and at the same time moved his right hand onto her left thigh and up under her dress to her waist. Matt traced his fingers around what felt like a thong to her ass which he then gripped and pulled her towards his groin. She kissed him then, passionately, grabbing his lower lip in her teeth.

"Take your dress off. I want you naked on me," Matt whispered. As she reached behind to unzip herself, he groped at her rear again and he felt the material of her thong graze his trousers. Helen peeled away the dress to her waist exposing breasts that Matt had been dreaming about for years. They were beautiful. Petite yet nicely formed, her erect nipples invited him. He massaged them hungrily with his hands, pushing them together and running his tongue up the newly formed cleavage.

Matt took the initiative and laid Helen on her back. He slid off the rest of her gown and stopped for a second to admire the almost naked woman before him. It was strange to see a face he knew so well on top of a body that he was only beginning to discover. Her bright blue eyes danced, as she read his thoughts. His fingers crept up to her small, black, chiffon thong. He opened her legs and stared at the scene, savouring the promise before the prize. The thong was sheer enough to show a strip of black hair running upwards from just above her clitoris. He slowly removed her underwear and once again stalled to admire her. Her pussy was, for the most part, newly shaved. He stroked it gently before leaning down and kissing the lips, running his tongue the length of her slit before concentrating his efforts on her clit. She reached her hand down and pressed it on the back of his head. She groaned and opened her legs wider.

Matt suddenly stood up and pulled her up with him. Helen was still wearing her high heels. He lifted her so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. Her pussy pressed against his stomach, the small patch of pubic hair rubbing his navel. He carried her the small distance to his bedroom where he sat her on the bed. Immediately he began to undress and she quickly reached for his bulging crotch, undoing his belt as he removed his shirt and tie. She couldn't help but let out a little gasp as she gently pulled his briefs down over his cock which bounced with vigour at the coming events.
"Nice" she murmured.

Without prompting she slipped him into her mouth and with her right hand proceeded to fellate him. Helen's tongue swept slowly up and down the shaft of his cock before pausing so that she could jack him briskly. She continued this for a couple of minutes but wisely stopped before making him come. She wanted him inside her just as much as he did. And so with that, Matt pushed her onto her back and guided his tongue and lips down her body. From her tits to her snatch, he licked, caressed and fondled, finding her erogenous spots, making her wetter and wetter. He paused at her breasts, sucking them expertly, using his tongue to flicker at her walnut-hard nipples.

Finally, when neither of them could stand the titillation any longer, Matt reached into his bedside drawer and retrieved a condom from the box. Helen removed it from the packet and slipped it expertly over his penis, which was now standing almost parallel to his body. She bent over and kissed him on the chest and stomach before lying on her back. He moved between her open legs and entered her pussy.

They both breathed in sharply. For her, the feel of his big cock was at once slightly uncomfortable but also entirely pleasurable. For him it was the culmination of a thousand fantasies and the physical sensation of slipping inside this attractive woman, feeling her smooth legs wrap around him, the erect tits brushing against his skin.

Matt thrust slowly upwards. He wasn't about to go to fast, ruining the experience and hurting her. She moaned loudly and moved her hands down his back and onto his buttocks, pushing slightly, willing him to go deeper.
"More" came her gasped request, "harder..."
Helen threw her head back and clutched at the back of his head while her lover's lips moved over her neck and chest, sucking on her nipples. As requested he moved inside her, harder and with a stronger rhythm. Raising himself from lying directly on top of her he grabbed his headboard for better leverage, his powerful hips rubbing against her silky inner thighs.

As his thrusting became more vigorous, Helen's moans grew louder and every so often she let out a small giggle as she felt Matt's big dick filling her pussy and brushing her clit.

He concentrated hard, trying not to climax too early, he was enjoying her too much and he had more that he wanted to experience. It was difficult though. Her smooth thighs, her wet snatch, her perky little tits, her groans were all so damn arousing that he had to close his eyes and bite his lip as he slid in and out of her.

At this point Helen suggested she go on top. Matt agreed wholeheartedly. He was growing slightly tired from his intense thrusting and wanted to see her nude form stretched out above him in all its glory. He slipped his cock out of her, kissing her softly on her mouth and breasts. She straddled him, rubbing herself over his stomach, her pubic hair again tickling him. She reached around and grasped his cock, guiding it inside her pussy.

"You are a big boy" she said in a jokey French accent as she began to move her hips in a steady, circular rhythm, her hands placed either side of his head. Matt slowly pushed against her stomach spurring her to sit up straight on him. He fondled her taut buttocks as they rocked back and forth on his crotch, before concentrating on her nipples, rubbing them and caressing her tits. This only made her groan louder and intensify her treatment of his dick.

Helen started to bounce up and down, quicker and quicker. Matt closed his eyes and placed his hands on her hips as she wailed, louder than before.
"I'm almost coming, do it harder...harder!"
He flipped her over so that she was on her hands and knees - she was so light. He positioned himself behind her and gleefully penetrated her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder. She let out a yelp and giggled again as she reached her arm around his neck. His thrusting became wilder, he was feeding of her moans of pleasure. In an instant he felt her muscles tighten and she let out a loud gasp. At that moment he felt the heat shoot through his loins. He himself cried out slightly as his orgasm wracked his body. He finished her off with a few final thrusts before lovingly stroking his index finger down her bare back and onto her buttocks.

A satisfied half-smile sat on Helen's lips while she savoured her climax, her eyes slightly closed. They were both breathing heavily. Without a word she kissed him passionately before slipping off him and laying on the bed pulling Matt down with her, placing her head on his chest and stroking his still rigid cock. She laid a beautiful leg over his own. They listened to their own panting in the dark.

"That was..." She didn't finish. The expression on her face told him he'd done his job.
"Want to go again?" Matt said in hope rather than expectancy. He admired her naked body as he stood up.
"Definitely I do. That was really great" she whispered.
"I just need to clean myself up. I'll be back."

Matt used the bathroom to get rid of his rubber.. He threw some water over his face and tried to process what had just happened. He thought of her lying there waiting for him to return and smiled as he felt himself getting hard again. He went into the bedroom and closed the door.

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