Not a Word Said

I responded to a classified on an adult website.

Her advertisement was brief, with little information,

yet it seemed to stand out. It was different to the norm.

What I mean is men posing as

women looking for anyone to engage in sexual chat.

Her words seemed vulnerable yet to the point.

Submissive woman looking for strong male for brief initial liaison.

We chatted on and off for a week or two. She never revealed a lot

about herself other than she was 47, average build and she was married

with children, so discretion was a topic that entered every conversation.

As the days turned into weeks, I became increasingly despondent.

This is obviously a dude pretending to be female! I thought.

But the conversation lacked an erotic flavor. We were talking about the

weather and the best shows on Netflix.

Perhaps this person is genuine after all!

Tuesday afternoon I was working from home when I received a text message.

Are you home? It read.

Who is this? I responded.

Me! Was the reply.

I'd forgotten. During weeks of mundane chit chat I had given

Mystery Lady my number to bypass contact via the adult site.

Hey how are you? I asked.

What's your address? I have 40 minutes before school pick up!

Oh, ok sure.

To be brutally honest, her message caught me completely off guard.

I began to feel like a nervous teenager. She was going to be here

in 10 minutes. I needed to get into character.

I'm meant to be the Strong Male in this tryst.

Fuck it, just play it by ear and don't think too much about it! I thought.

My doorbell rang.

I emerged from my home office and began walking down the long hallway

to greet my guest.

I could see her outline through the leadlight inlay on the door.

She was taller than I thought and I could kinda make out shoulder length hair.

On opening my door, the first thing that stood out were her stylish Jackie Onassis

sunnies. Her hair was straight and dark, and indeed shoulder length

as I surmised through the leadlight inlay.

Hi. How are you? I said.

Brushing past me she said nothing.

I closed the door.

In my hallway the Mystery Lady then voluntarily dropped to her knees

and without hesitation began loosening my belt and pants.

My cock sprang to attention through my pant’s zip like a Jack In The Box.

Without hesitation she began to worship my member with her mouth,

tongue, fingers and lips like there was no tomorrow.

She began to moan whilst caressing and rubbing my hard cock over her face and mouth.

Her saliva and my pre-cum glistened in the afternoon autumn light that flooded my hallway.

Pulling the pants to my knees she completely exposed my cock and balls.

Her moaning segued into something more animalistic.

My Mystery Lady couldn't get enough of my genitals,

sucking my balls so hard it became a little painful.

Roughly grabbing a handful of her hair, I pulled my nuts away,

and began fucking her mouth as if it was her pussy.

The noise she made was a cross between moaning and choking.

A long glistening string of saliva and pre-cum dribbled from her mouth and down her top.

She was idolizing my cock like no one had before.

She couldn't get enough of my cock!

For this brief moment in time, my Mystery Lady yearned to be a slut.

No thinking!

No judgment!

Just doing it and being something different t....albeit briefly.

It's getting to the point of no return. My balls and the head of my cock begin tingle.

I think I'm going to blow!

But we haven't fucked yet! I thought.

Her face is a beautiful agony of smudged make-up, hair, saliva and pre-cum.

Too late!

My body begins to convulse. I verbalise the pleasure via a loud sustained moan.

Sensing movement at the station she removes my cock from her greedy mouth and begins

expertly jerking off my cock in the vicinity of her face.

I look down, fuck me, I've just noticed she's still wearing her Jackie O glasses.

On that thought I explode like a Pipe Bomb!

I release my load all over her face and glasses.

Aftershocks of pleasure echo through my entire body for around 90 seconds.

I eventually open my eyes and witness my Mystery Lady eagerly lapping cum from her glasses.

Reaching for her bag she takes a tissue and removes the remnants of cum & saliva

from her face, and blouse.

After a quick poof of her hair, my Mystery Lady is gone.

Not a word said!