A Dirty Talking Solicitor
As I have mentioned in previous posts I worked for a while in the 1990s for an organisation that ran residential conferences, and through these met a number of fun women. One such woman was Pamela, a 40s something home counties solicitor, very well spoken, and quite flirty. Pamela was on the short side, with an hour glass figure, she wore tight skirts or jeans, and often flaunted her largish tits with low cut blouses and push up bras. Pamela attended annually for a few years, and by year three was begining to wind me up.
Perhaps it was Pamela's constant flirting with no follow through, coupled with the fact that she really was flaunting her tits, that finally got to me. One evening in the bar I decided to challenge her, are you up for it, or is it just a big tease? Once the bar had closed I encouraged Pamela to stay on for a chat. I soon pulled her up on the flirting, and told her that if she really did want to go to bed with me she should stop messing about and get on with it. Pamela was taken aback, and pleaded that she had no sexual motives at all. I hit back with a list of some of the more flirtatious examples of her behaviour. And so we went on for a couple of hours. We finally decided to call it a night, as I turned to head back to my room she asked `you are coming back with me aren't you?'. Now it was my turn to be taken aback, though not for long.
Arriving at her room we were soon in each other's arms, Pamela was a good and very passionate kisser, she was as I soon discovered also wearing stay-ups. Her tits were soon sprung out of her bra, and I don't think I've ever encountered such firm bouncy ones either before, or since. I kissed her small pink nipples, while reaching under her skirt for a feel of her pussy. Pamele excused herself and headed for the bathroom. I took the opportunity to strip off, and waited, my hard cock primed for action.
Pamela emerged from the bathroom in a satin dressing gown, this soon drifted to the ground and I could take in all of her beautiful figure. Pamela wasn't thin, but she had a firm body, with a tight arse, and those lovely D-cup breasts. Pamela lay next to me, and I ran my hand between her legs feeling her hair pussy and wet cunt. My attempts at foreplay were soon dashed as she moved my hand away and said `I want your cock in me...fuck me hard...!'. Naturally I did as Pamela asked, and plunged my cock into her lovely sopping wet tight hole. As I shagged her Pamela got more and more passionate, urging me with all sorts of language to fuck her senseless, `oh yes...oh yes I want it deep inside me' while raking my back and buttocks with her nails. I'd never had such an ear full before, and it was very arousing. Pamela's cunt really was nice and tight, and it didn't take too long before I'd spurted a good load of cum into her. As I lay back drained I ran my fingers over her clit and shortly afterwards she too came.
I remember that we made love a few more times that night, and that we fucked doggie style, my balls slapping on her bottom, and me slapping her buttocks at the same time. Looking down at her fine white buttocks soon brought me off again.
We kept in touch after the conference and Pamela made a point of phoning if she was in my area doing her legal work. I would take a couple of hours off work and meet her at my house. Pamela loved really tarty underwear, red knickers, fish net stockings, basques and such like, so I always got a treat when she stripped off. The sex was always the same, hot passionate and dirty, `go on fuck my cunt harder' I wish I could remember the rest.
The last time I fucked Pamela was about 2000, she had done some legal work for me and invited me over to stay on the pretext of signing some contracts. Her husband was a nice man, but according to Pamela had not serviced her in years. We had a nice dinner out, and later that night I retired to the guest bedroom. I was awoken with tea in bed, and a mouth clamped to my cock, I was taken by surprise! Once it was hard enough for Pamela's liking she opened her dressing gown, straddled me, and lowered herself on to my cock. I grasped her milk white tits, and she pumped my cock. Naturally she had to be quiet this time, but she still whispered dirty thoughts to me as she rode her buttocks up and down on my shaft. Despite being nervous about the situation Pamela's tight cunt and the sight of her beautiful breasts soon had me coming.
We haven't seen each other in about ten years, but Pamela's posh accent, intelligence, firm tits and bum, and her dirty talk still bring back very fond memories.
Perhaps it was Pamela's constant flirting with no follow through, coupled with the fact that she really was flaunting her tits, that finally got to me. One evening in the bar I decided to challenge her, are you up for it, or is it just a big tease? Once the bar had closed I encouraged Pamela to stay on for a chat. I soon pulled her up on the flirting, and told her that if she really did want to go to bed with me she should stop messing about and get on with it. Pamela was taken aback, and pleaded that she had no sexual motives at all. I hit back with a list of some of the more flirtatious examples of her behaviour. And so we went on for a couple of hours. We finally decided to call it a night, as I turned to head back to my room she asked `you are coming back with me aren't you?'. Now it was my turn to be taken aback, though not for long.
Arriving at her room we were soon in each other's arms, Pamela was a good and very passionate kisser, she was as I soon discovered also wearing stay-ups. Her tits were soon sprung out of her bra, and I don't think I've ever encountered such firm bouncy ones either before, or since. I kissed her small pink nipples, while reaching under her skirt for a feel of her pussy. Pamele excused herself and headed for the bathroom. I took the opportunity to strip off, and waited, my hard cock primed for action.
Pamela emerged from the bathroom in a satin dressing gown, this soon drifted to the ground and I could take in all of her beautiful figure. Pamela wasn't thin, but she had a firm body, with a tight arse, and those lovely D-cup breasts. Pamela lay next to me, and I ran my hand between her legs feeling her hair pussy and wet cunt. My attempts at foreplay were soon dashed as she moved my hand away and said `I want your cock in me...fuck me hard...!'. Naturally I did as Pamela asked, and plunged my cock into her lovely sopping wet tight hole. As I shagged her Pamela got more and more passionate, urging me with all sorts of language to fuck her senseless, `oh yes...oh yes I want it deep inside me' while raking my back and buttocks with her nails. I'd never had such an ear full before, and it was very arousing. Pamela's cunt really was nice and tight, and it didn't take too long before I'd spurted a good load of cum into her. As I lay back drained I ran my fingers over her clit and shortly afterwards she too came.
I remember that we made love a few more times that night, and that we fucked doggie style, my balls slapping on her bottom, and me slapping her buttocks at the same time. Looking down at her fine white buttocks soon brought me off again.
We kept in touch after the conference and Pamela made a point of phoning if she was in my area doing her legal work. I would take a couple of hours off work and meet her at my house. Pamela loved really tarty underwear, red knickers, fish net stockings, basques and such like, so I always got a treat when she stripped off. The sex was always the same, hot passionate and dirty, `go on fuck my cunt harder' I wish I could remember the rest.
The last time I fucked Pamela was about 2000, she had done some legal work for me and invited me over to stay on the pretext of signing some contracts. Her husband was a nice man, but according to Pamela had not serviced her in years. We had a nice dinner out, and later that night I retired to the guest bedroom. I was awoken with tea in bed, and a mouth clamped to my cock, I was taken by surprise! Once it was hard enough for Pamela's liking she opened her dressing gown, straddled me, and lowered herself on to my cock. I grasped her milk white tits, and she pumped my cock. Naturally she had to be quiet this time, but she still whispered dirty thoughts to me as she rode her buttocks up and down on my shaft. Despite being nervous about the situation Pamela's tight cunt and the sight of her beautiful breasts soon had me coming.
We haven't seen each other in about ten years, but Pamela's posh accent, intelligence, firm tits and bum, and her dirty talk still bring back very fond memories.
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