Perfect Stranger - Part 6

08/30/2010

As I walked back to the train station, I fished through my purse for my cell phone to check the time. 12:26pm. I had also had 1 missed call - little brother! I would have to call him back later. I was now on my way to my 2nd interview since being in the city. Thankfully, the long term care facility that I was interviewing at wasn't far from where I was at that moment. I didnt have to be there until 2pm, so I spent some time walking around, reflecting on what had just taken place in the middle of that crowded street. I replayed it in my head over and over again. I couldnt wait to get more. I grabbed a bite to eat and headed off. I could barely sit through the interview, I was so distracted by the feeling of my still sopping wet panties against my skin. I struggled not to let my distraction show.

By the time I managed to make it back home, it was nearly 5pm. I was beginning to love the hustle and bustle of the city. Always something to do, always somewhere to go. Brian had continued to text me randomly throughout the day whenever he had a moment to spare. Although his texts were completely innocuous, I was still very much on edge from our encounter. I wanted to hear his moans again so bad. I began to remove my clothes as I walked through my apartment. I unbuttoned my blouse first, kicked off my flip flops and pulled my skirt down with one smooth motion. It dropped to my ankles and I stepped out of it. I removed my blouse and tossed it as I walked passed the armchair in the livingroom. Now just left in my bra and panties, I entered the bathroom and began to fill the tub. I love baths. I poured a small amount of bubble bath in the water and as the tub filled I removed my undergarments and ran back through the apartment, gathering what few candles I had laying around. I lit them and placed two on the vanity, and one in the center of the floor. I grabbed my cell phone and set it on the ledge of the tub, I knew it needed to be close. I flipped off the light and pulled the elastic off my wrist and into my hair as I climbed in and sank down into the warm foamy water. From the moment Brian had put his hands on me, my body had been tense. And had been kept tense throughout the remainder of the day from the wetness that had gathered in my panties. Reminding me of what he had done to my body. I needed to relax. I needed a sweet release.

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I wiggled my toes far beneath the surface and listened to the barely audible sound the water made as a result. I breathed in deeply. My heart rate was slow, steady, and calm. The warm, soapy water engulfed my entire body. I ran my hands down over my chest, which I noticed was home to two very hard nipples. My hands continued down my stomach and ended on my thighs. I rubbed them softly and slowly. I was completely calm and in my own little world when I felt a distant vibration float smoothly along the bottom of the tub, tickling me as it ran under my ass. I opened my eyes and glanced over at where I had placed my phone. It sat there illuminated. The feeling in my pussy told me exactly who was texting me.

"Sexy ass woman! You made me crazy earlier today.", it said.

"Baby, I know that feeling well. You make me so hot."

"I'm hot for you too, want you bad Heather. Really damn bad."

I wanted him to have me right then and there.

"Whats my man doing right now?", I asked.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

What's this? Was he being shy?

"Please baby?", I pressed.

"Before I do, I need you to know that you make me desire to do such dirty things. Things I have never desired before. I don't know what
it is, but you do something to me that I cannot explain, and I feel like I cant control myself."

I knew exactly what he meant, because he did the same to me.

"You mean you dont usually ravage young girls in the middle of crowded streets?", I said jokingly.

"Oh my god Heather, no. When I came out and saw you standing there, it was like some completely sexual being that had been hiding in me for the last 34 years was released. I never knew that side of me exsisted until I saw you today. I've never acted so impulsively in my
life."

"I can relate. What do you think made me show up there today? I had no idea what you would think, or how you would react, but I didnt care. I just wanted to be near you. I've never felt so comfortable letting someone take complete control over me. Mind included."

"You make me want you.", he said.

"And I want more of you. So tell me what youre doing now.", I replied.

"I'm being a very naughty boy."

I loved the word naughty. It sounded so bad, but so good at the same time. It sounded forbidden. I imagined his deep voice whispering that word in my ear. The thought made my toes curl.

"Mmmmm I like naughty.", I replied. "Do tell."

"My girl has had this cock hard all fucking day. I have my hand on it now.", he said.

Oh my god. What a sexy thought! I tried to picture it, but I hadnt yet seen his cock, I'd only felt it fill my hand and graze my body. I knew how hard it got. How thick it was. I bet it was hot to the touch, just like before. I begged him to tell me more.

"I'm squeezing it tight and remembering your hand. It feels so good baby. I want to be naughty and stroke it for you."

"Please stroke it, Brian!"

"Help me be a bad boy. Tell me what youre wearing."

His timing couldnt be more perfect.

"Lucky for you, I'm completely naked and soaking in the tub."

"That is sexy as hell! You need to call your man. NOW!"

His demands made my whole body shiver. I wanted nothing more than to obey. I dialed..

"Hey there sexy.", I said into the phone.

He was already moaning., "Mmmmm baby!", I heard him mumble.

"I want you to make that cock feel so good.", I said as my right hand began to travel down underneath the water.

"Touch your young, white pussy for me, Heather."

I gasped for air as my fingers slid inside., "Anything for my man!"

As I slipped my fingers in and out I listened intently to the sounds he was making. His breathing grew heavier, as did mine. Every once in a while he would let out a long, low grunt and I would moan loudly in response. I pictured his hand around what I imagined his cock looked like. Pumping it over and over again. Faster and faster. The dark skin on his hardness growing tighter with each stroke. I wanted to see it leak sticky, glossy pre-cum. I rubbed my clit hard and fast, moaning loudly. He was mumbling my name. My body was moving with such rigid, virgorous force that water began to spill out of the tub and onto the floor with every movement. I was sure he could hear the water splashing. I wanted him to hear it.

"Give it to me!", he said. "Give me that pussy. Feel this hard black dick as I take you deep."

I begged him to thrust harder and faster. My calls echoing off the bare walls of the bathroom. The water was splashing out of the tub, it extinguished the candle that had been burning in the center of the floor. The room got a little darker. I got a little louder. I pictured him holding his erect cock tight and still, taking his index finger and spreading the hot, sticky pre-cum over the head. I loved the thought of him playing in his own wetness. My fingers were taking turns slipping in and out of me so smoothly and rubbing my clit fast and hard. I could feel my entire body tensing up. My toes curled. My nipples grew harder. I knew I was going to cum soon.

"I need you to cum with me, Bri.", I moaned.

I heard quick, heavy breaths escape him as his excitement built. I could hear the faint noise in the background of his fist falling hard against his balls. Over and over. They sounded wet. That wet, slapping noise mixed with his moans and heavy breathing was what caused my sweet release.

"I'm cumming, Heather!", he screamed and a grimacing screech escaped his lips.

I clenched my eyes shut as my entire body tensed up. My toes began to curl as I moved my fingers in and out of my warm pussy those last few times. My heart raced and I moaned his name as my body finally released the hot cum that had built inside of me. I spent the next few seconds in a haze, lightheaded and panting. I could hear him doing the same. We said nothing, just listened to each other breathe. Everytime he breathed deeply into the phone, it still sent tiny shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.