Summer beer

"Her breasts stared at me with dark nipples and I couldn't help but lean forward and play with them with my tongue and lips. She whimpered and grabbed my hair and held me tight..."

I met her and a couple of other colleagues for a beer in the nice weather that had finally arrived. She looked, as usual, fantastic. Her hair hung loosely over her shoulders and almost pointed down to the neckline that was filled with her lovely breasts. They were hidden behind a blue denim dress with buttons all the way down the front. She smiled big when she saw me, but not more than that the others wouldn't understand anything.

We were still lying low, and I couldn't bear for others to know that something was wrong. I struggled not to look at her too much behind dark sunglasses, but I had heard that I had been caught peeking before. At the same time, none of the others were surprised if I was peeking? As beautiful as she was, everyone was peeking.

I started to notice how the others were peeking. When she looked the other way, rummaged in her bag or did something on her phone, they stared like hungry wolves. As soon as she looked up again, they were quick to look away. But not always quick enough, because I watched her notice it, and she probably liked it a little too.

She shone brightly as the sun sipped her glass while smiling and laughing.

After a couple of cold beers, I had to find the toilet, which was at the back of the room. When I returned to the table, I made sure to take a seat next to Mona on the sofa. The other two glanced around a bit, but before they could say anything, I said that it was to keep the sun out of the island longer. Now we were sitting with the sun at our backs, and the other two were squinting at us, probably seeing almost nothing. I looked down for a moment. The dress stopped halfway up her thigh, revealing that she had beautiful, tanned legs. The dress had a short slit that exposed bare skin a little further up.

A little devil was going on inside me, and when the other two were busy discussing something completely uninteresting to me, I let a hand find its way down her thigh. She flinched a little, but quickly calmed down. She smiled slyly at me and took a sip from her glass, but almost choked on the wine when I let my hand slide to the inside of her thigh and squeezed lightly. Not so far up that it was dangerous, but right where the skirt ended. I let my fingertips lightly stroke up and down with my hand and arm otherwise motionless so no one would notice.

Every now and then I squeezed a little and at the same time let my hand make a small movement a little up under the hem of the dress, but no further than just above. You were out among people, I thought. But suddenly I felt that my hand had a better place and that her knee hit mine. The guys on the other side of the table were deep in a discussion about which electric car was best. I couldn't care less, and at the same time it suited me perfectly. Now I could take a little bigger chances, since they didn't get a shit of what we were doing or talking about. I let my hand gently stroke a little further up her thigh, while I lean towards her and say, "Maybe it would be better if it were weights instead of hands?"

She almost gasped as she moved her legs ever so slightly.

I glanced quickly at the guys who were now discussing loudly and not sitting down at all. I dared to move my hand a little further. Right up to the light where I thought I would feel the edge of her panties. Could it be that she was going without panties? The smile I got when I looked at her made me not need to ask. I continued to stroke her groin a little carefully, just against, never again. Close, but not close enough, apparently. Mona sat a little uneasy with her legs, and it was clear that she liked what I was doing, and actually wanted more, but was after all out among people.

I pulled my hand back to me just in time for the guys to turn to us for support in their discussion. I replied that I wanted diesel. They shook their heads and rolled their eyes as if I were the biggest fool there was. They were clearly on to something. They turned to Mona with questioning looks and hoped for an answer. "I have a bit of a taste for things that are on the rise," she replied, and the guys grinned and realized that the discussion was over.

The conversation and the good mood continued in the evening sun, and now and then, at the right moment, I would sneak in small touches on Mona. Sometimes just her knee or the outside of her thigh, but when the opportunity arose, a little stroking and squeezing on the inside of her thigh as well. It was just as fun every time I squeezed a little higher and noticed how she straightened up a little and bit her lip. The guys on the other side of the table seemed completely unaware, maybe because they were starting to get pretty drunk. They started insisting that we should go to some place or another that was supposed to be really good.

Mona and I exchanged a quick glance, and we both probably realized what we were thinking.

"Nah, I think I'll take the night off," I replied, "old man, I'm wet, sensible and, I'll come back tomorrow too." They rolled their eyes and turned to Mona. "I don't know, I'm wet," she replied. "I think I'll do the same, I have to work tomorrow too." The guys struggled a bit, but quickly realized that it was hopeless. They got up and each emptied their own glass, turned to us and called us boring or something, before laughing and leaving. We watched them disappear into the street and disappear around the corner. Mons looked at me, smiled and said, "Yeah, what are we boring people doing now?" "Take a taxi together maybe?" She smiled broadly, leaned towards me and gave me a wet kiss on the cheek.

Not long after, we were in a taxi on the way home to my house. It had almost gotten dark, so we sat quite unashamedly in the back seat. I let my hand find her knee again and stroked it a little with my fingers. She smiled at me and I let my hand stroke further up her thigh, then down the inside and squeezed gently. She parted her legs a little, then a little more so that the bottom button was about to pop open. I stroked and squeezed my way up her thigh, all the way to her groin where the edge of her panties wasn't. But never further. Even though she squirmed a little and somehow tried to get me to hit more than her groin. But each time I pulled my hand a little closer to me so she didn't get her way.

She gave me a few questioning looks, but I just smiled back. Then the taxi stopped. I paid, and we walked out and toward the door. Her first, and I stared at her tanned legs and thighs that disappeared under the hem of her dress and up to her lovely ass that I knew was pantyless. She stopped at the door, turned around and put one leg up against the wall and leaned against the wall. She smiled, now with a slightly different look. I could almost see all the way up where the panties weren't. I fished the key out of my pocket and was about to unlock it.

I was standing right next to her now and could smell the delicious scent of her perfume and her hair.

As I fumbled a little to hit the keyhole, I felt her stroke my chest, down my stomach before her hand rested on my half-erect penis. Not that it made hitting the keyhole any easier, but it worked. The lock clicked and I opened the door for her. She smiled, turned and went in and I followed. As the door slammed shut behind us, I grabbed her, put my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me. She groaned and tilted her head a little. I pulled her hair aside and kissed the side of her neck, all the while keeping a firm grip on her waist.

She was breathing a little heavier, and I felt her press herself against me a little. I moved my hands a little and found my way to her breasts and squeezed lightly. They were just the right size and weight, and she let out a sigh as her mouth opened. I continued to kiss her and felt her enjoying it and rocking against me. I was now completely hard from the way her ass pressed and rubbed against me. My hands found their way down over her stomach and down the hem of her dress. I found the slit where the buttons were and pulled gently to two sides. Noticing how first one button came loose, and then the next before the dress was completely open.

My hands found their way up again, along her thighs, her groin, but not closer before I stroked her stomach. I took a good grip around her breasts outside her bra, could just feel the nipples budding behind the fabric. I pinched them a little carefully outside the fabric and heard her sigh. I squeezed her breasts a little harder again and felt the clasp for the opening in the front. I opened it and felt how her breasts were released, before I took them in my hands again.

It's nice to feel them without a bra, to feel the bare skin and the stiff nipples between your fingers.

Squeezed them gently between my index and middle fingers while I squeezed her breasts. She moaned as I kissed her neck. Her body was almost arched with her ass pressed against me. My erection pressed against the fabric of her pants and her ass. I grabbed her, firmly, but not hard, but still hard enough that she couldn't resist. Turned her around and lifted her onto the sturdy bench I have in the hallway. She spread her legs so I could get between them. I felt her tongue drill into my mouth and fight against my own tongue. It was wet, hot and intense.

I grabbed her bare buttocks tightly and squeezed hard. She began to struggle and pull at my shirt to open it and tear it off. Now I was standing next to her and felt her delicious breasts against my bare skin. I pulled away a little and got a hand between her thighs. Now I went straight to the point and immediately felt that she was wet and hot. I let a couple of fingers play between her lips until they were smooth with her juices before I found her clitoris and let my fingers massage in circles. She was breathing heavily now and moaning with pleasure as her hands found my belt buckle and began to open it.

Eager fingers got it up before she almost tore the buttons open and stuck her hand down into my boxers and pulled out my throbbing penis. She masturbated it gently at first, but became more eager when I put a little pressure on her clitoris. She almost pulled me towards her with her hand around the penis. I took a good hold of her ass again and pulled her all the way out to the edge of the bench. I bent down and got straight to the point. I put my tongue against her pussy and licked in long, calm strokes. Up and down as I pressed my tongue between wet lips and put a little extra pressure on when I reached the clitoris.

She sat back and leaned her shoulders against the wall and groaned.

I loved it. She tasted and smelled amazing, and I could have gone on forever. Licked up and down, sucked on her lips a little, stuck my tongue as far inside her as I could before my clitoris got its treatment from my tongue again. I stuck a finger inside her and let my tongue continue on her clitoris while I rotated and played with my finger. She moaned louder than I had heard before now, and I enjoyed every second. I could feel her approaching orgasm, so I stopped and stood up. She looked at me with blurry eyes, waiting for what I was going to do next. I stood up and walked right up to her. My pants were now around my ankles and I kicked them off. The bench was at the perfect height and I could put my cock right against her pussy.

Let it rub a little between her lips, which were now soaking wet. The head of the cock was now completely smooth and I let it rub over her clitoris. She put her head back and moaned. Oh my God, how great she was. Her breasts stared at me with dark nipples and I couldn't help but lean forward and play with them with my tongue and lips. She whimpered and grabbed my hair and held me tight. I grabbed them with both hands and squeezed gently while my tongue played with her nipples. I was beside myself with desire now and couldn't wait any longer, so I grabbed my cock and put it back against her lips and felt how she almost sucked me into her pussy.

When I was completely inside she reached out towards me and I felt her tongue fighting against mine as I gently pushed in and out. We were both super horny now and moaned louder and louder as we fucked. I felt myself getting closer and closer, and pulled myself out so I wouldn't come. She smiled at me curiously at what was coming, but not for long.

I grabbed her and pulled her down from the bench, turned her around and pushed her forward again so her ass was facing me and lifted one of her knees and placed it on the bench. She understood the plan and arched her back so that her pussy almost stuck out between her thighs and her lovely ass. I sat down and pressed my mouth and tongue against her wet pussy and licked everything I could while grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing quite hard, but not harder than she liked it. And she absolutely did.

I could hear her moan, "Oh my God, that's so delicious" when my tongue hit her clitoris at the same time I played with her nipple.

Now I had the break I needed and stood up again and grabbed the shaft of my cock and inserted it into her again. At first a little calmly while I massaged her clitoris with one hand around her thigh. Then more forcefully and more rhythmically. The room was filled with the slapping sounds from her ass with each thrust and I saw how her breasts swayed in time. I now took a good grip on her hips and pounded in slow, determined jolts. She had now started massaging her clitoris even as she lay half over the bench and moaned. "I'll come soon," she whispered softly, which suited me perfectly since I didn't have far to go either.

She now jolted towards me and massaged her clitoris more eagerly. Not long after, she starts shaking while moaning louder and more intensely than I've heard before. This is what makes it flow over me and I make a few powerful jerks before I almost roar and push myself as far into her as I can and feel it pumping into her at the same time as she shakes and trembles. We stand like this for a while, she bent over the bench and I pressed tightly against her until we have both gathered ourselves a little. She eventually looks over her shoulder and smiles contentedly before she gets up and we meet in a delicious kiss. We finally made it from the hallway and a trip to the shower before we went to the bedroom. And not long after that we were again tightly wrapped, this time in a delicious 69…..

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