"To the most beautiful woman in the world," David said, raising his glass in a toast.
Brenda rested her hand on David's thigh and gave it a little squeeze. "You're exaggerating just a little, don't you think?"
David slipped his hand over hers, clasping it and drawing it up to the hard, throbbing cock bulge in the crotch of his pants.
"He never lies," David said, referring to his erect cock.
Brenda blushed. David had never, been so bold in public before. But it was a special occasion – they were at last going to fuck.
Why else had she made such elaborate arrangements to send Bobby off on an overnight camping trip? Why else had she invested in a lacy black bra and panties?
"Oh David…" she sighed, looking up into his smoldering brown eyes.
David pressed his lips to hers and gave her a long, passionate kiss, slipping his tongue between her lips, probing the sweet slick flesh in her mouth.
The thrill of his touch sent a jolt of electricity down Brenda's spine. Her pussy instantly sprang to life, churning with the slick hot fuck juices. She wanted more than ever to return his kiss, to slide her tongue into his mouth, but she was fearful of the prying eyes of the diners at the other tables, and breathlessly, she pulled away from him.
"Not here," she whispered. "My place."
David, breathing hard and flushed with arousal, nodded and motioned to the waitress to bring them the check.
Meanwhile, Brenda sat next to him, trembling with desire. It had been four long years since she'd slept with a man – four long years since her husband Tom had died.
Many men had tried to get in her pants, attracted by her long blonde hair and beautiful body, but she'd never given in, feeling that she would have been betraying Tom's memory.
All those years of yearning and holding back – and tonight she would finally feel the hot, hard bulk of a man's prick in her cunt.
When the bill was paid, David put his arm around her as they walked to car. Before he opened the door, he grabbed her in his arms and kissed her again, pressing his body up against hers, snaking his tongue into her mouth, his hands finding her enormous tits and kneading them.
Brenda groaned with pleasure, her heart pounding in her chest, her nipples pressing against the lace of her bra, creating an unbearable itch of lust.
Through the silky material of her dress, she could feel his prick pulsing against her cunt, and her clit sparked and shuddered as it swelled with blood.
"Oh, David," she sighed as they broke the kiss.
"You feel so good, Brenda," he murmured.
Then he kissed her again, bringing his hand round her side so he could squeeze her left ass cheek.
Again, sharp sensations of pleasure rushed up Brenda's ass, spreading to her cunt and clit.
"Let's go home! I can hardly wait to feel that beautiful body of yours next to mine." The urgency in David's voice thrilled Brenda.
David drove twenty miles over the speed limit on the way to Brenda's home, and the whole way he kept his hand on her thigh, rubbing up and down it, occasionally drawing it close to her panties.
When they finally arrived at Brenda's house, she was so nervous and excited that she fumbled with her keys, dropping them twice. But at last she got the door open and flicked on the hall light.
They were both far too turned on to bother with the preliminaries of small talk and another drink. She led him straight into her bedroom.
When Brenda turned to him, the moonlight streaming through the window caught the silvery gleam of her hair and outlined the deep line of cleavage between her tits.
David's prick lurched in his pants.
"Brenda…" he groaned, reaching for her.
As he kissed her, his hand stole around to the back of her neck and caught hold of the zipper tab in her dress. With a steady downward movement, he unzipped her.
She pulled back from him slightly so he could ease the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms. Then she shimmied, allowing the dress to drop to the floor around her ankles.
He looked her up and down, enthralled by her beauty. She was statuesque, with broad shoulders that perfectly balanced her enormous tits. Yet her tapered waist was so tiny that David could just about get his hands around it. From there, her hips swelled our majestically over long, smooth shapely legs.
"You're even more beautiful than I imagined," David whispered.
Gently, he unhooked her bra, and with a rasping intake of breath, pulled it off her arms and tits. Even without the sturdy underwiring of her bra, her tits jutted out at him, firm and supple. The areolas were large and pale, the nipples hard.
He took the under swells of her tits in his warm palms, raising them slightly so he could bend down and suck her left nipple into his mouth.
"Ohhhh!" Brenda gasped, shuddering… violently.
She was like a cache of gun powder, and his kiss was the fatal spark. She exploded with passion at the first touch of his lips to her sensitive tit-flesh.
Her clit buzzed with sensation, her hips began to gyrate to a slow seductive rhythm.
David ran his tongue around and around her areola, then began kissing and sucking her sweet white tit-flesh.
She whimpered with pleasure, and a steady stream of cunt juice began drooling from her steamy cunt. Its pungent aroma filled the air.
"Oh God, David!" she gasped, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly as he moved to her other tit and began laying it with long, loving strokes of his tongue.
She humped her groin at him, pressing her cunt-muff against the fly of his pants, putting pressure against her clit. But he just buried his face in her cleavage, pressing her tits against the sides of his face.
She could bear it no longer, and even while he gorged himself on the touch and taste of her tit-flesh, she reached down and unfastened the snap of his trousers, then unzipped the fly.
Eager to feel his prick in her hand, she slipped her fingers beneath the elastic of his shorts. The warm rubbery texture of his erect cock thrilled her. The shaft was so long that it had doubled over itself in the crotch of his shorts, and now she unbent it, pulling his cock head up past the waistband of his shorts.
She shivered uncontrollably as she felt the heft of his prick in her hand and saw that it must be nine or ten inches long and nice and thick.
She squirmed, pressing her thighs together hard. Oh, how she wanted that prick jammed into her tight fuckhole.
David raised his head from her tits. When she thrust her hand down his shorts, he nearly came.
"I want you so bad," he groaned. "Let's get on the bed."
Reluctantly, Brenda let go of his prick. It was so erect that the head hammered against his belly.
She climbed on the bed and leaned back on her hands, thrusting out her tits, her legs bent at the knee and wide open, giving him a view of her lace-covered cunt.
David's face was transformed into a mask of lust when he gazed at her half-hidden crotch in the dim light. He could just make out the sweet, petal-like lines of her cunt lips and the silvery threads of her cunt-hair.
Quickly he kicked off his shoes and stripped out of his shorts, his prick swelling even bigger so the head looked like a gigantic purple mushroom.
In seconds, he had tossed aside shirt and tie, and he stood before her naked, his virile masculine figure sending her heart racing and her cunt pumping.
Tom, her husband, had been fair, with very little hair on his chest and a slim, muscular figure. In contrast, David was dark, with a crop of curly black hair on his broad chest and a thick patch of hair at the root of his cock. He worked out strenuously and had muscles to prove it.
Brenda was beside herself with lust for him. When he climbed on the bed, her pussy spasmed violently, and she felt a sudden lurching in her stomach.
His gaze fixed on her groin, he reached for the waistband of Brenda's panties, and she raised her ass off the bed, making it easier for him.
"Oh baby," he groaned, looking down at her pretty pink pussy. "Let me, baby." He pressed his face between her thighs and kissed the slick flesh of her pussy lips.
"Ooooh!" Brenda gasped, her pussy convulsing as sharp sensations of pleasure raced through it.
He licked again, this time pressing his tongue between the inner lips of her cunt and skewering her gooey pussy slot.
"David!" she cried, slapping the soles of her feet against the mattress.
Now he was pistoning his tongue in and out of her pussy, as if he were fucking it, and she was going mad with excitement. Her cunt muscles pulsed with need, her heart raced with desire.
Now and then he pulled his tongue out of her fuck hole and slid it down the sweet thin slot between her cunt lips. He teased all the way from her throbbing clit to her pretty pink ass hole.
"Aaaahhh!" Brenda cried, the tension in her pussy so intense that she thought she would die if she didn't feel his thick hard prick rammed deep inside.
"Fuck me, David! Fuck me!" she cried, tears starting from her eyes. She was grinding her ass into the bed, humping up at his mouth.
David pulled his face from the sweet, hot depths of her pussy. His prick was drooling a steady stream of clear, sticky pre-cum.
Brenda was gazing at his prick with such longing that David pressed the head right up against her fuck hole.
"Oh, God, yes!" she gasped, trembling with anticipation.
"Ungghh," he groaned, shoving forward.
For a split second, his wide prick head strained at the entrance to her fuck hole, but then it popped inside, and with a long, clean motion, he jammed his prick in tight, till his balls slapped against her ass cheeks.
"Oh, oh, oh, aaaaah!" Brenda cried as her poor needy cunt was filled with hard, throbbing cock meat at last.
Supple pussy muscles spasms and undulated along David's prick, milking and squeezing it, bringing it to a crisis with frightening speed. David grunted tensing all of his muscles as he tried to keep from coming.
But it was no use. He was so turned on that he couldn't hold back the hot, boiling jism surging up from his balls.
"Oh God, Brenda! Brenda!" he cried, shuddering violently as he shot a heavy load of hot cum into her pussy.
His sudden thrust shoved his groin hard against her clit, and that was the final stimulus she needed. A climax raged through her body, searing her nerves, teasing her muscles into wild, jerking motions.
After several moments, David raised his head and looked down at her, a tender smile on his face. "Brenda, baby, I'm sorry I came so soon."
She giggled. "In case you didn't know, I came, too – hard. Oh, David, it was wonderful. Really wonderful!"
"I'm glad to hear that," he said, winking at her, "because I'm still hard as a rock."
"Ooooh, David!" She clamped him around the neck and kissed him just under the ear. By the way he shivered, she could tell that it was an erogenous zone for him.
Again she kissed him there, and he shivered even more violently, his cock stabbing forward in her cunt. It had been a long time since she'd played love games, but they were all coming back to her now.
She began nibbling at his ear lobe, and with each gentle nip, he flexed his ass muscles, his groin pumping against her sensitive clit.
Now she pointed her tongue and began drawing it around and around the outer curve of his ear, occasionally letting it stray in toward the dark vortex at the center.
"Oh God, Brenda!" David gasped, his face screwing up into a tight grimace of lust.
Brenda undulating her hips in a circular motion, rubbing her thighs against his, stirring his prick around inside her hot, wet cunt.
"Ungh!" he grunted, pulling his prick halfway out of her pussy.
She stabbed her tongue deep into his ear and with a cry of need, he rammed forward, shafting his prick to the hilt in her cunt.
Wave after wave of pleasure broke over Brenda's body. She dug her fingernails deep into the small of David's back, her whimpering groans of pleasure echoing down into his ear.
As the pressure built in his balls, he began a steady fuck rhythm, pistoning in and out of her pussy, dragging his groin across her throbbing clit. His hands were everywhere – running down her smooth legs, over her hips, and up her waist.
Meanwhile, Brenda had pulled her tongue from her lover's ear and was swabbing his neck and the hollow of his shoulder with it, scooping up his salty sweat.
Suddenly, David grabbed her about the waist, and with a great heaving motion, rolled onto his back, so that she was lying on top of him, his cock still rammed up her pussy.
Brenda loved this fuck position, it allowed her to control the depth of each fuck stroke and the pressure brought to bear on her super-sensitive clit.
She brought her legs forward and bent them at the knees so she was sitting on David, her thighs straddling his hips. She could feel his prick poking deep in her pussy, pressing against the entrance to her womb.
Slowly, she began rotating her hips, sighing and groaning as she felt his thick prick head scraping against the delicate tissues of her pussy.
"Ungh, ungh, ungh!" David groaned, his eyes little slits of lust, his mouth set into a snarl of lust.
"Fuck me, David! Fuck me!" she cried, rocking forward and back, her head thrown back, her long blonde hair brushing her ass.
And fuck her he did. As she rode him, sliding her pussy up and down his fuck pole, he thrust up at her, jabbing her so deep she cried out in a crazy mix of pleasure and pain.
The sweet sensual sounds of thighs slapping together, of husky voices crying out pleasures and needs, filled the room.
Brenda was so wild with passion that she felt as if she'd been transported to another dimension. She thrashed her head from side to side, swearing and whimpering and calling out David's name.
Her cunt spurned uncontrollably, and her thighs shuddered as the tension of an approaching climax stretched her nerves to the breaking point.
And then it happened. A great whirling surge of sensation exploded deep in her cunt and spread rapidly through the rest of her body, bringing release and an exhilarating rush of pleasure.
"I'm comiing!" Brenda cried, tears of joy running down her cheeks.
"Baby, baby – aaaugh!" David bellowed as he shot into her and filled her full of jizz.
Groggy and sated, Brenda shook her ass, expelling his softening prick from her pussy. Then she slid down beside him, kissing him gently on the cheek.
"Let's sleep for a while," she murmured.