The Quckie

Author: Belle Dimond

Quickies are my thing. I like to get in and get out, so to speak. So I’m always looking for women with the same idea. It’s hard to miss a horny woman if you have a little practice. Me? I can sense them a mile away.

The other day, for instance, I was at the grocery store looking for a promising frozen dinner for that night. Around the corner comes an aveage-looking housewife type. But she has a good figure. She’s got her cart half-full and is looking frazzled but doable, with her hair halfway down her back and her skirt cut halfway up her thighs.

I could tell right away she needed a quick fuck. I engaged her in a lame conversation about the merits of cooking vs. heating frozen food and I just turned on the charm. Gave her the old wink-smile thing while giving her the once-over. It wasn’t long before she knew what I was after.

I got bold and grabbed her arm, brushing her tit, and saw she didn’t resist. I knew she would fall for any old line at that point and I said, “You should see the back of my truck, it’s really interesting.”

She said, “Ok,” almost as if in a daze, and I led her out to the parking lot. We got to my pickup, which has a camper on it, and we climbed inside.

I was on top of her immediately and she was pulling off her undies. I opened her dress and started sucking on her tits, while I ran my hand up between her legs. Damn, she was wetter than I thought. I felt her undoing my pants and grab ahold of my cock.

I sucked her nipples hard and had her moaning in no time. I locked my lips on hers and sucked her tongue into my mouth while I fucked her hole with my fingers. She was pumping my cock-head slowly, driving me crazy.

Soon I was on top of and inside her, filling her up with my thick 8 inches. She fairly screeched as I rammed her to the hilt, her ankles locking behind me. I started fucking her, reaming her, giving her the lay she so badly needed.

She started massaging her tits and pulling on her nipples. I fucked her harder and rode her for a good 10 minutes before I had to slow down and get a grip on myself.

I slowed down and she moaned, rolling her eyes, lost in heaven. I began to finger her clit with my thumb, slowly pumping away. She began to squirm against my cock, squealing with delight. I fingered her this way until she came, spasming her vaginal walls against my cock, squeezing hard and cumming all over my cock.

I let her recover and then really gave it to her. I leaned into her and fucked her like my life depended on it. I fucked her so hard and so fast and so long that I lost count of the times she came screaming, squeezing my cock with her pussy and going insane.

Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and I began my favorite rhythm, a slow, steady onslaught with a push at the end which makes my cock head swell. I did this, never-changing tempo, until I came hard and long in her pussy. She was moaning and writhing against my cock as I exploded. Her “average” face transformed into lusty beauty.

Yep, that’s what quickies are all about. Intstant, immediate, mutual gratification.