Dooley’s Pub

“Taken?” She mused. “Taken as in seduction?” She took a big bite of her hamburger and chewed it sensually. “I guess that is what I really want. Seduction with enthusiasm that would be a real turn on. I must admit that the first time I saw you that thought crossed my mind. The day I watched you giving that referee pure hell after you had just kicked the green team leader in the face, I got a hard on watching you. Seeing you wet and sweaty and covered in mud in that skintight suit that’s showed everything you have. I would’ve lay down in the mud and made love to you right there,” answered Geoffrey. “That sounds pretty drastic, but definitely to the point. Some weekday when no one else is around we could go out there and train for a few hours if you would like to,” Kat suggested, as she took another bite and washed it down with half a can of beer. “Maybe we could do some practicing tonight,” Geoffrey suggested, “How much time do you have?” “Enough time to wear your skinny ass out,” Kat laughed, as she finished the burger and killed the last of the beer. “Where is your bedroom? We have some homework to do?” It took no time to dispose of what few clothes Kat was wearing-she never seemed to wear underwear or bra. She threw her few clothes on the bedside chair and pulled Geoffrey to her in a deep and powerful kiss. She pulled off his shirt, and jerked down his pants: he too was wearing no underwear. She roughly pushed him onto the bed. She climbed into the bed and pressed her right knee into his chest, her steamy pelvis just inches from his face. “What do you really want to do?” Kat taunted. She moved closer to his face, her black pubic hair barely rubbing his lips. “Want to taste it? Want to lick it? I bet you would like to fuck it wouldn’t you?” She continued in a low and seductive voice. Geoffrey, still pinned down by her knee could not move. She allowed only a quick flick of his tongue and then she moved back. Geoffrey was absolutely wild with desire. He thought his erection was going to explode; still she teased and taunted him. She reached back and gently stroked his erect penis, just a few strokes was all. “What do you want to do Geoffrey, want to fuck me? Want to suck my pussy? Do you want it really bad? Not yet, I don’t think I’m quite ready,” She taunted. Because her knee was still firmly planted in his chest, he was completely unable to move. His eyes were wild with desire. His mouth was eager to taste the fruit only millimeters away but forbidden. Geoffrey thought, “This is the ultimate paradox; desire beyond reason and yet the erotic torture of restraint to act on that desire. This woman is the absolute perfection of sensual manipulation.” “How bad do you want me Geoffrey? Beg me for it. Say you want to fuck me.” “Yes, my God yes, I want to fuck you, I have to fuck you, my Dick will explode if I don’t fuck you. I’ve got to have you, please, please!” “Not just yet, I’m not really ready, are you ready now?” As she started stroking his organ again, “I can wait all day. Can you?” “No, I can’t wait, I’m begging you, just let me taste you” Kat could no longer resist and pressed her vulva into his face. He devoured her, pulling as much of her into his mouth as he could. She instantly achieved orgasm and amazingly enough so did Geoffrey without any intimate physical contact at all. Kat lay beside him. “Oh my God Geoffrey, that was erotic intensity beyond description. I have no idea why or how we did that. I have never possessed a man that way. You have released a level of sensuality in me that I never knew existed.” They could not stay apart for the next few weeks. She would come to his home, but more often he will go to hers. Babies will sleep through almost anything, and she did not have to get Sharon to cover for her. Geoffrey would usually park a block or two away, on different streets and walk to either her front or back door. On days when Clyde was home Geoffrey would go grocery shopping using her shopping list, giving her an opportunity to spend at least an hour at his house and then go home with the groceries he had bought as an excuse for her being gone. Their games became more creative, but always ended with the submission and seduction of Geoffrey to the complete satisfaction of both of them. They were in constant fear of being discovered. As little as Clyde loved or cared for her, she was his possession and he guarded her very jealously, questioning her every absence. When they were at her house they always had a number of escape options planned out. It was Wednesday morning, and Geoffrey had finished his articles for tomorrow’s paper. Not much happens midweek, so the stories were short. “Lucille, I’m going to the gym and start doing some workouts he explained,” as he picked up an old beat up gym bag and headed for the door. Lucille gave him a suspicious look. “The gym? This is something new, but you are getting a little full in the gut. Just don’t overdo it.” At 10 AM he pulled into the deserted parking area at the Johnson farm and parked near the shower trailer. A few minutes later Kat pulled in and got out of her car. She was dressed only in her skintight athletic suit and running shoes. Geoffrey had changed in his car into his gym shorts, a T-shirt and old tennis shoes. “Okay, macho man, I know what you can do in the bedroom, now let’s try it in the field.” She took off at a slow lope down the trail into the woods. For the first quarter-mile Geoffrey was able to keep up with her, but she eventually outpaced him Kat stayed just far enough ahead to be tantalizing as he watched her tight butt moving rhythmically in her athletic suit. The deep water crossing almost did him in. The water was cold and over his head, and he was floundering trying to get to the beach. Kat grabbed him by the back of his shirt, dragged him to shore, and tossed him down on the sand. “You wimpy piece of shit. You can’t even swim, and you expect to fuck me?” She roughly addressed him. She grabbed the front of his T-shirt and ripped it completely off of him. Standing straddled across him she raised the top of her two-piece suit, her wet breasts glistening in the warm morning sun. She turned and unceremoniously jerked his shorts down around his knees exposing his already erect organ. The fantasy was really working quite well. She slipped out of one leg of her track suit bottom and straddled him, holding his arms stretched out she began rubbing her pelvis across his abdomen. “Now are you ready to fuck me? You really do want to fuck me don’t you? Your dick says you want to fuck me, but I don’t think that I am quite ready yet. I want you to beg me. Go on and say it!” She growled at him. “Yes, yes, I want to fuck you right now, I have to, I will die right here on this sand pile if I don’t” he pleaded. “I’m still not quite ready,” as she continued to rub across him but did not allow penetration. Kat leaned further over his chest, her breasts just inches from his mouth but not touching. “Do they look good to you? Do you want to taste them? They’re hot and sweaty. What are you waiting for? They are just like you like them.” She continued to sway back and forth just out of his reach. By now Geoffrey was wild with desire but forbidden to act. Kat was in full control, and he loved it. Kat could not resist any longer. Releasing his arms she slid down on him and let him enter her. They experienced an explosive release of pent-up desire in one massive simultaneous orgasm that lasted for many moments. They rolled over on their backs in the sand, totally spent.