"Fuck Buddy" with Stacy Keibler

[TPG]

"Fuck Buddy" with Stacy Keibler
with Stacy Keibler
The Pornographer
(MF, BJ, mast, voy)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!

"Who the hell is that?" I asked one of my friends.

We were both attending a colleagues Birthday party in New York City when I happened to glance across the way and spied a stunning statuesque blonde.

Truth be told we had only agreed to go to the private function after learning that there would be free alcohol there. I know it wasn't exactly the most noble of reasons to go but as it turned out it was one of the best decisions I ever made.

Elegantly wasted, I stood admiring the leggy blonde for several minutes before I finally took it upon myself to meet her. With a bit of prodding from some friends, we soon made our way over in her direction and I was promptly introduced, and it was there I was delighted to learn her name was Stacy Keibler.

Unbeknown to me, Stacy was apparently some kind of celebrity wrestler which initially surprised me considering how attractive and sweet she seemed. Nevertheless my apparent lack of knowledge on the subject only seemed to fascinate and delight her.

As it so happened it seemed Stacy was apparently sick of people constantly asking for her autograph. She was also sick of hardcore fans bringing up her wrestling past now that she was evidently concentrating on her burgeoning acting career.

Chatting up a storm we seemed to get along really well despite our age gap, her being five years my senior. Still, our difference in age didn't seem to bother her in the least and I couldn't help but notice how she openly laughed and flirted with me throughout the evening.

Unfortunately for me a few hours later Stacy prepared to leave with her other girlfriends but to my surprise then insisted I give her my phone number.

"Look," I teased, "I don't want to give it to you if you're not going to use it."

Stacy simply giggled sweetly.

"You know what they say, use it or lose it buddy." she grinned.

With that she we then conversed some more before she treated me to a friendly peck on the cheek and left the party, as a handful of my friends came over to congratulate me. There I was quickly declared the luckiest man alive.

A few days later I found I couldn't stop thinking about Stacy and the wonderful but brief time we shared. But I had to face facts that despite our terrific time together I was most probably never going to hear much less see her again.

Fortunately for me it was later that evening that I received a call in the middle of the night and was elated to hear her voice. Our first official phone call occurred just after midnight. As it so happened it seemed Stacy was apparently restless and couldn't sleep.

Apologizing for the late hour we then chatted away all night and ended up talking till the early morning hour, and I was quickly reminded of our great chemistry, which I was sure wasn't lost on her too.

Kick starting a great friendship, we spent the next few days exchanging numerous calls and messages and it soon turned into a nightly routine in which we chose 9pm as the official time to telephone each other and bitch about our day.

Everything was going great, but as excited as I initially was about our budding affair I was soon bitterly disappointed when I discovered that she in fact was spoken for. She apparently had a boyfriend, who fortunately for me resided on the other side of the country.

"Fuck!" I jealously cursed to myself.

It seemed they shared a long distance relationship and had been "dating" for quite some time, and more importantly were apparently semi serious. Still, I wasn't about to discard such a beautiful and confident woman and new found friend, especially over my own insecurities.

So despite my concerns we continued to chat on a daily basis and grew closer and closer with each new day. It was then just a few weeks into our "phone friendship" that we decided that we would finally go out for lunch and spend the day together.

Unfortunately for me Stacy chose to arrive to my apartment the very morning after I had celebrated a big bucks night with the boys. Still drunk and very much hung over, she rocked up to my door and had to practically pull me out of bed.

"Come on Scott, rise and shine buddy."

Despite my state Stacy insisted that I get up and accompany her to the local markets for some shopping. To my chagrin it seemed that her boyfriend Geoff was flying into town for the weekend and she wanted me to help buy him something special.

Dressed casually, Stacy still managed to look absolutely gorgeous and arrived clad in a tight little singlet top, short denim skirt, and to my astonishment high heeled shoes. Standing at over six feet tall she now flashed a considerable about of skin and moreover showed off a lot of leg.

In fact she looked like some kind of Amazonian goddess.

It was then that I immediately noticed that she didn't seem to be wearing a bra either as I could plainly see her small stiff nipples beneath her tight tee.

This revelation caused my cock to twitch almost immediately, and it was more than a little incentive for me to push any health concerns I might have to the back of my mind and join her for a day out on the town.

So despite my miserable state I happily obliged and agreed to tag along, and while she wandered around my small studio apartment to look around I hurriedly showered and dressed.

"You've got a great place here, Scott." she announced from the lounge area as she perused some photos on the shelf.

"Yeah right, this place is probably a dump compared to what you're used to." I replied, "Besides I'm never really home, and the rent is cheap."

I finally got dressed and we soon left my humble abode and climbed into her cute little sports car outside, a cute little BMW coupe convertible.

Right away I couldn't help but gawk and squirm anxiously in my seat as her already short skirt now hiked up significantly and completely exposed the entire length of her long, lean, shiny legs.

In fact her skirt hiked up so much that it almost pooled around her hips.

At this point it seemed as though she wasn't even wearing anything below the waist and that her ass was making direct contact with the leather seat as I could clearly see the color of her underwear, and it seemed she had opted on leaving the house in a set of bright red frilly lace panties.

Catching me stare, Stacy simply smiled sweetly and proceeded to reach down and slip off her heels as she prepared to drive.

"What are you doing?" I laughed.

"You must think I'm weird," she giggled, "But I like to drive barefoot."

"Hey, whatever floats your boat," I joked.

At that point I was still trying my hardest not to stare down at her long lean legs and sexy red panties.

With that we headed out and arrived to the markets a few minutes later, and as expected everywhere we went heads immediately turned and stared at her as she easily stood out and towered over everyone.

Still, Stacy seemed to revel in the attention her sexy short outfit afforded her while I simply tagged along and rolled my eyes at the free leg show she was staging. Seeing my annoyed look it was then she playfully slipped her hand through my arm and hugged me as we continued to shop.

"Hey, cheer up sweetie! What? Don't tell me you don't love this?" she grinned. "Every guy here wishes they were in your place."

"Yeah well dressed like that, I guess I can't blame them." I replied. "You look absolutely incredible today, Stacy."

"Yeah well, as long as my boyfriend doesn't see us here then I'm happy." she added. "He would definitely frown upon this little ensemble."

"What are you telling me, is he the jealous type?"

"You have no idea, Scott. He would kill you just for the way we're holding hands right now."

"What? Doesn't he know about me?" I asked naïvely. "Didn't you tell him that we were just good friends?"

"Um, not really," Stacy giggled as I faked anger.

"I'm sorry honey." she playfully pouted. "Don't hate me. I still love you though."

With that we both laughed and continued to shop and have a great time.

In the meanwhile I was actually shocked at how many people recognized her, and stood back and watched as she signed numerous autographs and took countless pictures with various fans.

Truth be told I actually felt a little sorry for her as I noticed that while a lot of guys immediately recognized and openly gawked at her, almost all of them were way too afraid and intimidated to approach her.

We eventually left the markets and grabbed a quick bite to eat before we headed back towards my apartment around midday. By this time I was completely exhausted from the night before and had a splitting headache.

Inside my apartment I quickly treated myself to an aspirin and took a lie down on the edge of my bed while she ducked into the bathroom. Stacy re-emerged a few minutes later and found me on the bed face down.

She immediately took the opportunity to mock me.

"Oh come on! We didn't do that much shopping today, did we?" she snickered. "Just wait till I take you out next week, buddy."

Realizing just how wasted and hung over I was, Stacy finally seemed to take pity on me and came over to the bed to comment.

"Wow you weren't kidding, you really are exhausted." she pouted. "Do you still have a headache, honey?"

"Yep. And it's getting worse by the minute. Just give me a minute, Stacy." I told her. "I just need a few minutes to relax and let this headache fade away."

"Do you want me to go?"

"No, don't be ridiculous. Just give me a minute."

Feeling guilty Stacy then sat on the edge of the bed and put her handbag on the floor.

"I understand," she said as she sat quietly for a moment and glanced around my studio apartment again.

"Wow," she then added. "This bed really is nice. I can see why you wouldn't want to get up earlier."

To my surprise she then raised her feet up onto the mattress and proceeded to lie down beside me.

"Thanks again for coming out with me today. I really appreciate it." she said sweetly. "Geoff is really going to love his present."

"Don't mention it," I muttered. "That's what I'm here for, I guess."

It was then Stacy startled me as she slowly leaned over and planted a soft friendly peck on my cheek, which to her amusement caused me to jump with surprise.

"There, feel better?" she smiled.

"Unfortunately not," I sulked.

Lying there in relative silence for a moment I then felt her reach over and grab the remote control beside the bed.

"Damn it Stacy, not now." I groaned. "I'm not in the mood for any TV at the moment."

"No silly. I was just going to put on some tunes to help you relax."

While I groaned inwardly she then switched on the radio and loudly searched out the correct radio station, and in the process made a huge racket for a few moments before she finally seemed to settle on a soft Jazz station.

I had to laugh. She was so annoying, but so adorable too.

"Mm this sounds good." she smiled. "What do you think?"

"Yeah it's nice," I replied. "Leave it there. I like Jazz."

"Me too." she admitted. "I absolutely love it. I usually listen to it when I'm in the tub. It really gets me in the mood."

Hearing her own admission, Stacy paused for a moment and then giggled.

"Oh god that sounded so bad."

Lying there in relative silence for another moment I then felt the bed move once more and asked her what she was doing.

"Stacy, what are you doing now?" I whined. "Can't you lie still for a minute?"

"I'm just taking my shoes off," she explained. "My feet are killing me. I hate these shoes, but I love the way they look."

I rolled my eyes and stifled a laugh.

I had to admit that despite her sexy persona she really was a little ditsy.

It seemed Stacy was suddenly in the mood to follow my lead and get comfortable on the bed and enjoy the relaxing atmosphere for a few minutes. Hearing her complain about her feet I didn't waste the opportunity to chastise her.

"See, I told you." I added a minute later.

"Huh?"

"I knew we walked a lot today."

Kidding around Stacy then playfully nudged me in the ribs and we then proceeded to play fight for a few moments.

There we briefly grappled each other's arms and hands and I was actually surprised at her strength and could see why she had been handpicked for the WWE. Despite her sweet personality and femininity she sure was strong.

Catching our breath Stacy suddenly disclosed, "You know I always love lying around in bed and cuddling, but Geoff hates it."

"He hates it?"

"Yeah and it's a shame too, cause I absolutely love it. I'm really good at it too, if I do say so myself."

"Really, is that so?" I chuckled. "Okay, Okay, I can take a hint. We can cuddle, just as long as you shut up for a minute."

Faking anger Stacy then pouted and playfully hit me again.

"Well shit, don't do me any favors buster." she stated.

"You're such a dork." I laughed.

"Hey, don't forget who you're talking to buddy," she then added lightheartedly. "I'll kick your ass into next week."

"Yeah-yeah, I'm sure you could." I smiled.

With that I then reached over and placed my arm underneath her shoulder and granted her a friendly snuggle, and shutting my eyes I attempted to catch a little nap. Holding her close I tried my best not to think about the position I was suddenly in. Here I was now lying in bed and embracing Stacy fucking Keibler!

I had to remind myself that this incredibly leggy blonde was the same woman I had picked up a few weeks earlier and befriended over the phone. It really was a bizarre situation as her mind and body seemed like two separate people to me.

It was only now that while laying right beside her so closely that I took in her perfumed scent which excited me immensely. Stacy smelt absolutely divine, a combination of vanilla and strawberries.

Just then, she suddenly fidgeted and got up from the bed, and for a moment I feared she could read my mind, or worse still, had finally come to her senses and thought it was a little awkward and strange the way we were lying in bed together.

But I was wrong.

"Wait," I heard her say before reaching over for her handbag and grabbing her cell phone.

Tapping a few selected keys she then switched off her blackberry phone and slipped it back inside.

"Okay, now we can relax." she smirked. "No interruptions."

To my amusement I then watched as this seemingly gorgeous sex symbol wiggled back into bed with me and proceeded to wriggle her way back into my embrace.

She apparently wanted to re-establish the previous position we held, and I had to laugh to myself as I watched her squirm and fidget relentlessly. She was apparently desperate to have my arms around her again, yet refused to ask me formally and instead gestured at me, shaking her shoulders frumpily.

The whole situation was surreal and hilarious to watch.

"You bastard," she whined as she insisted I spoon her.

"Come on!" she whined. "Put your arm around me again. I like that."

I finally burst out laughing and happily obliged.

It was then as we finally got comfortable again that I felt her shift her long slender legs around on the bed, and she inadvertently rubbed them up against my own. The sensation caused my cock to jerk to life in my pants.

Laying there in silence it was then I heard a soft giggle from her side of the bed, and glancing over I immediately noticed what it was she was staring at. She was gawking at my tenting pants.

"Oops," she blushed red. "Is that because of me?"

Mortified, I immediately turned my hips away and attempted to slap it down with my hand.

"Oh God look out!" she chuckled. "It's got a mind of its own!"

Hearing me strike it with my hand she protested.

"Hey don't do that, that's terrible. You're going to hurt yourself."

"Great, this is just what I need." I groaned. "God this is embarrassing."

Turning my body away from her view she then pulled on my arm.

"Wait, stop. You don't have to do that. I don't care."

"Well, I don't want to offend you, Stacy."

"No, you're not." she replied honestly. "Its fine, I promise."

"Yeah I suppose you're probably used to that, huh? Having guys 'tense up' around you?"

"Actually it's not as common as you might think."

She then added, "Truth is a lot of guys seem to find me intimidating."

"Yeah I noticed that today. Must be frustrating?"

"You have no idea. It's usually the men who I don't find attractive that chase after me," she explained. "While the guys I am interested in seem to be too afraid to approach to me. I just can't seem to catch a break."

Pausing for a moment she then added. "I think I've personally killed like two vibrators in the last six weeks alone."

As expected this confession instantly caught my attention and made my cock throb with excitement.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" I replied. "What about Geoff, your boyfriend?"

"Yeah right." she scoffed. "He isn't interested in sex. He never is. He's either too tired or not in the mood."

She then told me something that really made me feel sorry for her.

"To tell you the truth, I think he just enjoys parading me around town and showing me off to his friends."

"Really, Wow. I'm so sorry sweetie. So how—" I trailed off.

"What? Say it."

"Well. I was going to say… how do you get off?"

"I told you. I use toys all the time."

"Really? Like how many times?"

"Well at least twice a day." she confessed, "Once or twice in the morning when I wake up and then again at night before I fall asleep."

Stacy then explained.

"Sad to say it's kind of become my daily routine. Every night I usually stay up and chat to you till the morning, then after we hang up and before I drift off to sleep, I pull out my toy and fuck myself senseless before I finally pass out."

I was absolutely floored by her candid admission.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep, it's the only way I can truly get a full nights rest."

"Yeah I know what you mean." I said while trying to relate. "I can't go to bed unless I rub one out at the end of a hard day's work as well."

Thinking for a moment it was then Stacy giggled.

"Maybe that's what the issue is here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe you just need to take care of business?"

Looking over at her for the first time I couldn't help but marvel at how sweet and beautiful she looked lying beside me. She really had the most incredibly green/brown eyes I had ever seen and now flashed me a sly grin.

"Yeah right," I replied. "You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Well. I wouldn't be offended if you did, really."

Looking at her again I could see from the look in her eyes that she was dead serious. It was then to my surprise that Stacy proceeded to taunt me.

"Go on."

"Go on, what?" I chuckled.

Giggling, she continued. "You know? Give yourself a hand, some relief."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing as she continued to playfully ridicule me.

Again, although I knew that she was just kidding around with me for the most part there was something in her voice that told me she was half serious, and now challenging me to shock her.

"Come on, I dare you." she said one final time.

"Oh you dare me, do you?" I laughed. "Who the hell falls for that? What are we fifteen?"

Realizing that she wasn't going to let up I finally conceded and prepared to get up and go to the bathroom to jerk off when she suddenly stopped me.

"Wait. Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bathroom, to get off?" I replied.

"No, I mean here. Do it right here, in bed."

The sheer notion alone caused my cock to stand at full attention.

"Well come on," she added with a sly grin. "Now I really want to see."

With that I partially sated her curiosity as I reached down and firmly squeezed my hard on through my pants.

"There, happy?"

"No seriously, don't let me stop you. I insist." she affirmed.

It was clear from her persistence that she had never seen a guy masturbate before and I had to admit the thought of entertaining her was quite appealing. So, I reached down and gave it a few short strokes with my fingers before I quickly lost my inhibitions and proceeded to openly stroke my cock wholeheartedly.

Without thinking, I proceeded to put on a little show for her as I gently slid my hand up and down the full length of my shaft through my pants.

"Now you've done it." I told her. "Now I can't stop, even if I wanted to."

To my amusement Stacy didn't respond and instead seemed to be transfixed on my crotch.

Watching me intently I could almost feel her eyes staring at me and felt her legs proceed to shift and rub against my leg once again, causing me to groan with delight. It seemed the impromptu show really enthralled her.

"Oh you tease. Don't do that." I smirked. "What are you trying to do to me?"

Stacy simply grinned to this objection and continued to tease me some more by gently rubbing her long smooth legs harder against my hip.

Picking up the pace with my hand I could see her eyes widen as I started to noticeably grow. Feeling incredibly confident and bold I then pulled her a little closer to me with my arm and could feel her breath against my face and neck.

It was then I noticed that her breathing was a little labored and with nothing to lose I spoke my mind.

"God damn it Stacy, do something?" I breathed. "Give me something to work with, something to stroke to."

"Like what?" she replied timidly before I then watched in wonder as she slowly reached down and proceeded to hike up her short little skirt and expose her frilly lace underwear to me.

At that point I almost stopped breathing and thought I was going to pass out as I glanced down to admire her red lace boy shorts which clung tightly to her flawless hips and crotch.

"Oh god that looks good, so pretty." I panted.

Stacy could only smile shyly with pride as I continued to stroke my growing member through my pants.

It was then I watched in wonder as she proceeded to tease me by gently running her fingers over the front of her panties, and letting her long manicured fingernails explore the material and the outline and shape of her vagina.

"So what do you think?" she purred seductively. "Do you like them? They're my favorite, and I wore them especially for you."

With my arm resting underneath her head I then took a deep breath as I attempted to make a very brazen move.

Without warning I let the hand which was underneath her head gently float across her shoulder and arm and come to rest on the side of her breast. As if reading my mind Stacy responded by leaning her shoulders back, as if consenting and presenting her small but very pert and natural chest to me.

I wasted little time reciprocating and I placed my hand directly over one of her breasts, and it was only then that I noticed just how hard her nipples had become. They were now straining noticeably through her tight singlet shirt.

I gently brushed my fingers over the tiny pebble like bumps causing her to coo and tremble.

By now we were both breathing heavy as each of our hands were busy. Feeling bold I then decided to turn it up a notch and stopped what I was doing to slide my hand inside my pants and tug at my penis directly.

Clutching it in my hand I then considered pulling it out for her to see but stopped short. Seeing this Stacy gasped and began to protest while I then made a bold suggestion.

"Take off your skirt," I insisted.

"Pull it out," she quipped.

"Yeah? You really want to see it? Then take off that short skirt first." I negotiated.

"Okay." she said somewhat quickly.

I watched as she then proceeded to wiggle her hips and lift her butt off the mattress to jerk her denim skirt down and off her legs.

Stacy was now left to lie beside me in just some sexy red lace boy shorts and a singlet shirt, with her nipples protruding noticeably hard from beneath. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen but if I thought she was done impressing me I was gravely mistaken.

It was then she spread her tremendous legs wide by the knee and signaled for me to finally reveal my cock to her, as one of her bent knees rested directly against my crotch and hand.

"Go on, take it out." she demanded softly as I noticed her hand casually snake over the front of her sexy underwear again.

Not needing any further encouragement I pulled out my cock and continued to stroke it to life watching as her eyes never left my exposed tool.

At first I was unsure what her reaction would be but then was pleasantly surprised to see her smirk slyly and lick her lips. Stacy exhaled deeply beside my face and the cool sensation of her breath against my skin caused me to tremble with excitement.

"Mm do that again."

"What?" she almost whispered.

"Your breath, I like that."

Smiling sweetly Stacy proceeded to lightly blow her breath over my face and neck to stimulate me. Getting incredibly keyed up I then threw caution to the wind and decided to turn it up another notch once more.

"Show me," I breathed while my hand moved swiftly over my cock. "Show me how you like to play, Stacy."

To my delight Stacy didn't hesitate for a moment and as if on autopilot she shut her eyes and began to wiggle her hips a little harder into the bed as she proceeded to rub herself over her panties more deliberately.

Running her fingers directly over her slit and clitoris she spread her legs even farther than before and let out a soft whimper. Meanwhile I took the opportunity to subtly reach under her tight tee and made full and unrestricted contact with her sensitive nipple.

I couldn't believe how soft yet taut her nipples felt. They were incredible.

This unexpected action seemed to really surprise and electrify her and caused her to moan and arch her back slightly.

"Oh fuck." I let out softly as I eagerly massaged her incredibly stiff yet delicate nipple.

"I'm so fucking hard right now. Your nipples are so hard." I breathed.

Not wasting the opportunity Stacy opened her eyes and glanced down at my throbbing prick for herself. Grinning smugly to herself she seemed to know and relish the fact that she was entirely responsible for it.

"Breathe on my neck again." I suggested breathlessly. "Kiss my neck Stacy, I really like that."

Stacy Keibler responded immediately and despite the forewarning I was totally unprepared for how remarkable her lips would feel on my skin.

I let out a long moan as she proceeded to gently nuzzle and nibble at my neck and ear and in turn manipulating her taut nipple in response to each kiss and every lick. I couldn't believe how incredible hard and thick it became between my two digits.

Meanwhile Stacy continued to suckle at my neck and now began to give me an impromptu love bite, sucking hungrily and eagerly on the side of my throat. There I could feel her warm tongue lightly tickle and dance against my skin.

With that we both gave out a series of long groans as I glanced down to see her hand had hastily disappeared inside the waist band of her panties where there they moved inside at a frantic pace.

Judging from the way her hips twitched and her parted legs trembled she was clearly rubbing herself fervently and getting off. Breaking her lip lock from around my neck I then glanced over and looked her dead in the eyes, and without thinking took the opportunity to kiss her fully on the lips.

At first Stacy didn't seem to respond and just lay there immobile as I pressed my lips to hers, but giving her sensative nipple that extra little twist and tweak caused her to gasp in my mouth.

It seemed in her mind making out together was somehow forbidden and crossed the line when it came to our friendship. The action apparently startled her, and made her feel awkward and uncomfortable.

But as my hands and tongue began to explore her more intently, she finally surrended to the moment and ultimatley parted her luscious lips and greeted my mouth with a flick of her tongue. I dare not stop now.

Changing tact I then kissed my way across her face, over her chin, and licked my way to her ear and neck which seemed to really rile her up again. There Stacy moaned keenly into my ear and reached up with her hand and placed it against my face, politely informing me to stop teasing her.

Fortunately for me it was then I suddenly realized that the hand which was now pressed against my face was the same one which had been buried inside her panties moments earlier, and grinning slyly to myself, I quickly turned my face and abruptly sucked her slick digits into my mouth—literally taking her breath away.

"Oh." Stacy gasped audibly again as she watched me eagerly lick and relish the succulent pussy juice from off her long fingers.

Startling her, I whispered.

"God you taste good. Lick your finger baby, taste it. You taste so good."

Stacy lay expressionless as she tentatively brought her own glistening fingers up to her mouth and tasted herself for the very first time. I then took her hand by the wrist and directed her to play with herself once again and instructed she reenact the entire process.

Shoving her hand inside her sexy panties Stacy eagerly plunged one, then two of her fingers knuckle deep inside herself before she brought them up to her lips and sampled her essence.

Repeating this process several times we both soon got caught up in the moment and proceeded to take turns licking the moistness from her fingers before we realize that in all the commotion I had stopped jacking myself off.

Noting this Stacy smiled seductively and motioned towards my cock once again, insisting I pick up where I left off. Not wanting to disappoint I quickly went right back to tugging my chain as she continued to finger herself.

In all honesty it wasn't very difficult considering the show I was witnessing right beside me.

Stacy Keibler now moaned more audibly and we both breathed heavily for several more moments when something in her eyes told me she was growing increasingly anxious and frustrated.

She seemed to be contemplating something sexy when she finally smirked to herself and spoke.

"I know something that would really get you off." she breathed.

And without warning she literally took my breath away as she scooted up a little on the bed, leaned over abruptly and took my cock into her mouth!

I almost came right there, as I felt the warmth of her luscious wet mouth.

Kicking my legs apart I then groaned involuntarily as I reached down to grab a handful of her blonde mane and watched in amazement as she eagerly blew me. Swallowing me whole in one swift motion Stacy then proceeded to tease and nibble at the end of my prick for a moment before returning to a more deliberate bobbing action.

Bobbing promptly up and down for almost an entire minute Stacy soon switched up her technique from a sucking to a licking action and generously lathered her wet tongue along the entire length of my shaft.

I could only lay there moaning unintelligibly as she keenly serviced me. It seemed after all the tease and build up Stacy had finally dropped any pretence to what we were doing and was now just going for it.

Stacy now shifted and altered her position on the bed to a kneeling one beside me. Gripped my tool firmly with her hand she stroked me keenly as she continued to liberally spear out her tongue and flick the tip of it across the tiny eye of my penis.

My eyes quickly rolled into the back of my head as she did this though I desperately wanted to keep my eyes open to admire the glorious view of her perfect butt which erotically wiggled right beside my face.

Just then she slid her long wet tongue all the way down the length of my shaft and took one of my balls into her mouth.

"Oh god yes," I let out.

"Mm better?" she mumbled softly while I could barely believe this sudden turn of events.

Returning back to the bulbous head, she then seemed to pick up the pace considerably and proceeded to suck and swallow the head of my cock urgently, so much so that she was now made lewd and loud slurping and sucking sounds, apparently desperate to see me cum.

Stacy twisted and pivoted her head vigorously from side to side as all I could do was grip the bed sheets tightly with both hands and groan noisily as I rapidly approached my impending orgasm.

God she was a great cock sucker!

Suddenly I started to grunt and buck my hips wildly as she abruptly took her sweet mouth away and watched in wonder as I erupted violently all over myself.

"OH FUCK!!"

Stacy simply smirked slyly to herself and proudly licked her lips.

Catching my breath I finally spoke.

"You know, we should go shopping more often I think."

[Zeric]

This is probably the best story I have ever read on this site.

I hope the poor guy gets to go shopping a bit more often...

[sid9764]

GREAT story...