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A Fucking Bad Day...A Good Day For Fucking

It's always been a saying of mine that if something can go wrong, it will. Or, more precisely, if something can go wrong TO ME, it will. That Saturday was a case in point. I set the toaster on fire by asking it to deal with an English muffin; my mother called for her bi-monthly bitch session; the hot piece I'd been chasing told me how much she "liked me" and how glad she was that I was her "friend;" and the timing belt on my car snapped. I hadn't gotten laid in so long I'd forgotten how. Much longer, and I'd forget why. I went for a walk. A long walk, in search of a short pier. What a found was a short lady in search of a set of keys.

She was stretched out flat in the grass of her front yard, skirt hiked up to the tops of firm, smooth thighs, toes kicking angrily in the dirt. I stood and admired the shape of her ass for a minute, before she whipped her head around and glared at me. "What the hell are you looking at?" she growled. I, too, was in a mood, so I snapped at her. "A fairly decent ass," I said. "Not great, but probably fuckable." She was on her feet in a second, drawn up to her full 5'1", glaring at me. "Men are pigs," she said, and we squared off for a nasty battle of words.

I'd tell you how the hell we ended up going from "men are pigs" to ripping the clothes of f each other, but I'm still not quite certain. One minute she was a disagreeable bitch who came up to the middle of my chest, then I noticed the deep blue of her eyes, and the way her blonde hair bounced, and how full and kissable her mouth was. Then I noticed her hard nipples poking through her shirt. I assume she noticed my hard cock trying to climb out of my jeans. Then a lot of things happened, and we were on the floor of her living room, groping the hell out of each other.

I thought it was only decent that I ask her name before I popped her bra off. She said "Ellen" and popped it off herself. I took her nipple out of my mouth long enough to say "Kevin" when she finally got around to asking me. That was the extent of the verbal exchange.

Naked, she was a china doll, only no china doll was ever that soft and warm. Her tits were full and round, the nipples tiny and pink, and turned into quivering nubs as I sucked them. My hands went almost all the way around her waist, and her hips were slim and firm. She had tiny hands and feet, and slim legs. Between those legs was a downy bush the exact color of her hair. I could have picked her up with one hand. The little doll had the libido a high school football team.

We got naked fast, and she looked me up and down and seemed to like what she saw. She gave a half smile, kissed me hard, then dove face first into my lap. I rested back on my elbows and watched her head bob as she tried to get my entire cock into her mouth. Her hand tightened around the base and held the hard shaft still as she slid her lips up and down, using her tongue to make it nice and wet. She had her eyes closed, concentrating. I felt my throbbing cock go deeper and deeper, until finally I felt the top of her throat. I froze, unable to move. I'd never had a woman take me down her throat, but this little princess had a determination to do it. I dug the nails of both hands in my palm and hung on for dear life as every inch of my thick 8 inches disappeared into that pretty mouth. She took it all, her lips making it down to the base and tightening around it. It was the blowjob of a lifetime. She balanced on her hands, and used only her mouth to stroke up and down the length, the precum leaking head going down her throat.

I made the sound, the "alert the woman you're going to cum big" sound, and she just looked up at me and arched an eyebrow, her head going down to take every inch. I must have shot my cum straight down her throat into her tummy. And kept cumming. I ended up flat on my back, pounding my fists against the floor and howling as I pulsed what felt like a quart of cum into her throat. Finally she sat up, and ran her tongue around her lips. I stared at her in disbelief, unable to talk. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. My view was obstructed suddenly by the prettiest little pussy with the biggest hardest clit. I looked up at it, admiring it, then stuck out my tongue just as the pretty little pussy ground against my mouth.

I wrapped my forearms around her slim hips and held on to her as she rode me. I tongue fucked her pussy, nibbled on her lips, flicked my tongue against the rock-like clit. So much hot juice poured out of her I had to keep wiping my face against her thigh. She smelled so good, tasted so good, felt so good. I deliberately teased and tormented her until she started to grunt with frustration, then fastened my mouth on her clit and sucked her hard. She gushed cum at me as her clit throbbed in my mouth. I kept sucking, even harder. She pumped the little hips faster as I sucked, cumming again, with another gush of that sweet, sweet juice. I kept sucking and a little desperation crept into her moans. Her clit was too sensitive to take much more. However, I was raised a gentleman, and believed that the giver of the world's finest blowjob deserved effort above and beyond the call of duty by the lucky son-of-a-bitch sucking her snatch. I got a finger nice and juicy and ran it around her asshole, just teasing her at first, until I felt that amazing clit grow to double its size between my lips. I eased my finger in at first, until her thrashing shoved her back to take all of it. Hard. I finger fucked her with deep, rapid thrusts as I used all the suction I could on the clit. She began to scream as she rode my mouth and finger harder and harder. She might have been screaming words, but I don't think even she knew what they meant. She didn't cum this time...she fucking exploded. There was a flood of sweet juice, and her clit seemed to throb back up into her body to get the hell away from my mouth. She collapsed on me, nearly breaking my nose and my finger and smacking her forehead against my once again hard cock.

She rolled off me and lay still. Finally she raised her head, rubbed her forehead and glared at me. "Watch it with that fucking thing, will you? You could put somebody's eye out." She got to her feet on the second attempt, and wandered a random route into the kitchen. She bumped and dropped a few things, then made it unsteadily back with two cans of beer. I had to open hers for her, then hold it steady as she drank. The beer revived her spirit and it showed in her eyes. The wicked gleam was back. She crushed the can and tossed it.

She swiveled on her butt, spread her legs and lay back. "OK, Mr. Clit-sucker, lets see how well you can fuck. And take it easy. I'm little." I grinned down at her as I crawled over her body. "I know," I said. "You're practically an elf." She gave me a look. "I meant..." she started. I put a finger gently on her lips. "I know what you mean," I whispered. "I won't hurt you." I lowered myself to kiss her. Her arms came up around my neck and she returned the kiss, gently at first, then more passionately as the incredible pilot light inside her flamed. I rubbed her mound gently with my palm, until she responded with moving hips.

"Turn over," I whispered. She turned pale. "You wouldn't put it in my..." "No," I said quickly. "I want to show you how I can fuck absolute hell out of you without hurting you. She looked at me, evaluating, then rolled over. I kissed her shoulder, then slid down and kissed her soft ass. "Spread your legs a little," I said gently. She trusted me, and did. I gently inserted my oozing cock in between her swollen lips. "OK. Now close your legs. Put your thighs together." She did as asked, and I showed her how my strokes could come hard fast and not hurt her. She buried her face in her arms for a minute and I stroked her rhythmically, waiting. Finally she turned to me, wiped away a tear, and smiled. "I'm about to do something I've always wanted to do," she said, her voice quivering. I smiled at her. Her eyes glowed. "Fuck me," she demanded. "Fuck me hard. Fuck me very, very hard." I obliged, pounding my cock into her just the right amount, my pelvis bouncing off the soft cushion of her little ass.

It was my own personal best as far as endurance was concerned. I fucked the hell out of my horny little elf, coaxing one more big cum out of her before I shot so much cum into her it bounced back out, shooting down my thighs.

A whole lot of time later, I crawled around the yard on my hands and knees and found the damned keys.

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