Pete was out of a job, it was Friday night, and he had no money. Not the best thing that could happen to a young red blooded Aussie. Pete’s girlfriend, Liz, had a job but knew what it was like being out of work, with no money, and stuck at home. Good girl that she is, she brought a couple of bo! ttles of wine over to keep Pete company and hopefully cheer him up.
Liz told Pete to sit on the lounge and she would get a couple of glasses and put some music on. When she came back with the glasses, Pete poured the wine while Liz put the music on. The CD player was at the bottom of the Stereo stack and she had to bend over to put the disc on. Being the minx that she is , she bent at the hips allowing her mini-skirt to ride up to show Pete that she was wearing the tiniest thong that she could find in her drawer.
Pete forgot all about being unemployed and started to feel happy again, a semi erect penis always makes him happy. He slid up behind her and placed some tiny little bites on her butt, at first gentle ones, building up to some not so gentle ones. Liz didn’t pull away, quite the contrary, she backe! d up to him, giving him the encouragement that he was looking for.
Pete’s saliva mixed with Liz’s pussy juice, her thong was soaking wet. Liz was always wet, but never like this. Pete rolled over onto his back and Liz straddled his face, there is no other way to describe what Liz was doing other than to say that she fucked Pete’s tongue, alternating from her pussy to her ass.
He slipped his fingers beneath the thong, and ran them across her clit, where the thong was stretched tightly across it; she let out a small sigh as he did so. Using his free hand, Pete pulled the fabric of the thong clear of her cunt hole, and gently eased two of his fingers inside of her sopping wet quim.
Liz was moaning so much that Pete slowed down, he thought that he was hurting her, but as soon as he did this Liz screamed "faster, harder". After only a few more thrusts of his fingers Liz was cumming, Pete hadn’t even taken his jeans off, but his turn was coming. Liz turned him over and deftly took his jeans and shoes off and straddled his cock.
With no warning, he thrust into her hard, and she gasped aloud to feel his prick hammer into her. Liz laid her head on the floor and began to groan louder as Pete fucked her hard fast. Liz reached a hand back, between her own open thighs, and grabbed Pete’s balls firmly. Each time he pulled out of her, she pulled on his balls to force him to slam back into her again, faster and faster.
Pete was still using his hands to spread her wide apart, and looked down to watch his home cock hammering into her wet little cunt, pussy juice was beginning to cover his own pubes as he rubbed against her with each stroke. He also noticed that she was looking back between her legs, watching him fuck her also, and he found this an immense turn on, so much so, that he felt his balls begin to twitch, and knew he was close to cumming.
Finally Pete was into her ass up to the hilt, drawing back and forth and building up speed. When he came he came with a roar, he didn’t pull out of her after he came, leaving his cock ! in her ass until he was flacid. But being the blokey bloke that he was, Pete reached around to the coffee table and got the bottle of wind, taking a swig from it every now and then, and Pete thinking that he was being a gentleman offered the bottle to Liz. What a guy.
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