My hottest sexual encounter with a woman
This is a true story. I worked as a manager in a company in Toronto that bought out a competitor in Montreal. They assigned me to merge the Divisions I ran. I flew to Toronto and let the staff know we were keeping both brands but there would be some downsizing of common resources. I then met with the employees to get to know their function and I admit to check if there might be sexually attractive ones of interest. The one who impressed me the most was Julie. She worked in Accounting, was bilingual and bright. She also had the kind of well formed cute ass that turns men’s heads on the street and dressed to display her ass to good effect as well as bring attention to her firm young breasts. She asked about her job and I admitted there was overlap between the offices so there probably would be some “adjustments”. She seemed worried.
A couple of days later she asked me to walk her to her transit stop because she had seen homeless men loitering around the picnic table outside the office and felt unsafe. I suggested she check with the security guard but he was required to stay in the office after hours. So I walked her to the bus. Then she told me she was worried about a dangerous man in the area who followed single girls off the bus. She literally begged me to see her to her door. I let her step into the bus ahead of me of me to be polite and yes, to admire her ass. On the way she asked what she could do to help keep her job. I gave her the standard blurb about performing her best and I would try to get her into a good position. She responded, “Oh, I have experience in a few positions that you could choose from.” She gave me a coy smile as she said it and I had a sudden hope that there was a double entendre there. If this pretty and sexy girl was trying to seduce me I was willing and eager to be seduced.
At the door to her building she said, “Merci for accompanying me home. Let me thank you by inviting you in for a drink. I was gifted a bottle of good Chablis that I don’t want to drink alone.” I liked the way this was unfolding. She was an employee so I had to be cautious but so far it was all good. She was wearing tight jeans with a powder blue blouse. My eyes followed the curve of her butt as she walked into her kitchenette. She returned shortly with a couple of wine glasses. I was sure her blouse had one less button closed than before. When she bent down to put the glasses on the table I had a good glimpse of her breasts in her low cut bra. Was she leading me on or was I being too optimistic? I’m not good with small talk but started the conversation asking how she learned English so well. I had checked her HR profile and knew she had attended only French schools in Montreal. She poured the wine and explained, “You know they say the best way to learn a language is to have a lover who teaches you in bed. I learned a lot that way.” We clinked our wine glasses and she toasted, “Here’s to learning!” I asked if she was with anyone now or on her own. She said, “Tonight I’m on my own unless I can count you.” Vague, but finally I was ready to believe she was open to having sex. I answered “You can count on me tonight. Would you like me to join you in bed?” She replied, “I thought you would never ask. Why do you think I asked you here?” I wanted to be sure she didn’t think I was abusing my position so I said, “You know you don’t have to do this because of the situation at work. I don’t want to take advantage of you, Julie.” She made it clear, “We’re consenting adults. If sex enhances our relationship that’s good but I’m not prostituting myself to keep my job.”
That was clear enough for me. I put an arm around her and kissed her. We took our time on the sofa. When she took off her blouse I unhooked the bra then fondled her breasts and kissed her nipples. She asked if wanted to use the washroom first. I did and noticed she had a bidet. I knew the benefits of it from my time posted to Europe and washed my genitals. When I came out she said, “Thanks for using the bidet. I appreciate good hygiene. I would like to douche too as well as use the bidet. What do you think, should I just douche my vagina or an anal douche too?” I told her, “Both, definitely both and a light touch of perfume down there. A fresh pleasant scent turns me on during oral sex.” It was a pleasure to be so blunt about preparations for sex. The French cultural influence on her was refreshing and sexually stimulating. Not to mention that an anal douche was an invitation to fuck her cute ass. We got on the bed, naked and on top of the soft duvet that covered the rest of the bedding. It felt good. She took the initiative, taking my cock in her hand and bending down to lick it then suck it. I told her, “That feels good but be careful. if you keep doing it I'll cum and it’s way too early for that. She gave me a sexy smile and said, “I want you to cum. It’s not that I want to give you a blowjob and be done. I want you to cum quick first so the second round will be long and fun.” All I could say was, “You’re so fucking hot!” She warned me, “Don’t get so excited your cock pops out of my mouth. I don’t want cum stains on my duvet. Just cum in my mouth and let me swallow it,” Well, that was a request I could definitely agree on.
My load had been building up in my balls since we first kissed on the sofa. I was impressed that she was able to swallow all of it without losing any. When she finally raised her head, I took it in my hands and kissed her. I could taste just a hint of cum. I asked, “Do you like it when men cum in your mouth? I know a lot of girls don’t.” She said, “I like it when I’m already sexually aroused like I feel now. So not always. Your cum has a nice texture and mild taste so it was good. I don’t even need to rinse my mouth. Kind of like a good wine, the aftertaste can be quite pleasant.” She was driving me crazy with her blunt and open sex talk. I knew it was my turn to reciprocate so after kissing her nipples I slid down her firm belly to her pussy to inhale the sweet mild scent from the perfume she had dabbed there. I gently nibbled on her sensitive clit then sucked on her tender pink labia before sliding my tongue into her already moist pussy. It was obvious she was already aroused. She started squirming and raised her hips then said, “Baise-moi! Baise-moi comme une bête en chaleur.” My French isn’t fluent but good enough to understand she was telling me to fuck her like an animal in heat. And I did.
She hadn’t asked me to use a condom so I assumed she took care of her own birth control. She had a way of massaging the shaft of my cock by contracting her pussy whenever I paused from pumping in and out. We were in a tight embrace with her tits pressed tight to my chest and our tongues intertwined in a wet kiss when she went into orgasm. It made her pussy grip my cock then I thrust deep inside her and spurted my second load of cum. She moaned with pleasure as I slid down her body to kiss her wet pussy. I could feel her respond as I ran my lips over her clit and labia then thrust my tongue inside. The taste of her love juice blended with my cum as I lapped, sucked and licked. She was soon moving her hips again and moaning. She had another short orgasm and I continued stimulating her orally, adding a touch of a fingertip to her anal opening as well. Then she hit a major orgasm. She was squirting her love juice all over my mouth and face. I still didn’t stop and she hit another wave of orgasm. I love giving a woman multiple orgasms and she obviously loved having them. Finally she relaxed on the bed panting and gasping for air. Then she briefly passed out.
A moment later she smiled at me and said, “Quelle petite mort!” I didn’t get it so she explained. “La petite mort is an expression for an orgasm that knocks you out. Literally it means the little death. It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed one. Merci, mon amoureux.” I kissed her gently. It felt good. I had to get up to wash my face. When I returned her eyes were closed and she was breathing peacefully. I stared at her for a while soaking in her beauty. When I touched her she opened her eyes. She asked, “Tell me, do you love me or hate me?” I don’t pretend to understand women but this had to be some kind of trick question and I was baffled. Did she even want an answer? She added “Dites-moi!” (Tell me!) so she expected a response. In a flash of inspiration I said, “My kiss will tell you.” I gave her as passionate, loving a kiss as I could muster and that seemed to dodge the bullet for me. I got on the bed beside her, held her warm, tender body close and rested that way with her for a long time.
When I felt my energy returning I fondled her ass cheeks. I’m not good at pillow talk but she was so frank about sex that I asked, “Do you like anal sex? I won’t ask for it if you don’t.” I guess it was a dumb thing to say because she was upset with me saying, “What do you think? I have some kind of menu for you to select how to have sex with me? Why are you asking?” All I could say was ,”You have such a perfect sexy ass. I want to have anal sex with you and I’m sorry for putting it that way.” She said, “Of course I noticed how you checked out my ass the first time you saw me. You think I wouldn’t know what you want? If you can fuck my ass as good as what you did with me so far then let’s do it. Don’t ask me, just turn me on.” Well I guess learning in bed was her thing and she was teaching me a lot about how to communicate with a sophisticated sex aficianado like her. She turned over onto all fours spreading her thighs and thrusting her cute ass up invitingly. She told me she had douched her ass so I felt comfortable licking her anus and thrusting my tongue deeper into her hole. When her anal opening was wet with saliva I tested it with a finger then two. It was tight. I didn’t want to hurt her but was afraid of saying something stupid again. I had been dreaming of fucking her ass so the anticipation had given me an erection. I was ready but was Julie?
She saved me from the dilemma by telling me, “The condoms are in the drawer by the bed. It’s in a blue packet, already lubed and approved for anal sex.” I had used that brand before and knew they were effective. The box held 3 condoms and none had been used. I wondered if she had anal sex often. Her anal opening was tight. I assumed guys often wanted to fuck her cute ass but did she let them? I slipped the condom over my cock and pressed it slowly into her ass. Then I paused at the sphincter. She whispered, “It’s alright. I’m ready and I want it.” I pressed in deeper. She gasped and gripped the duvet. The lube was effective. She thrust her hips up to accept my cock. Now that I was in, my cock slid deeper until my balls were touching her. We soon hit a rhythm that felt good. I used my hands to fondle her tits and caress her nipples. She reached back between her thighs to masturbate as we fucked, increasing the sexual tension. I had already cum twice so it was a long ride that allowed the sexual temperature to rise steadily. Suddenly she cried out as her body shook. She spat out a burst of words in French that I didn’t understand but I knew she was going to have another major climax. I rode it out and enjoyed the feeling the spasms of her anal canal gave my cock. I shot my third load of cum of the night into her squirming ass. It was a feeling I knew I would recall every time I saw her ass in those tight jeans at the office. We took turns cleaning up in the washroom. She invited me to stay so we slept together. I had to leave early to get to my hotel and change so I left her sleeping with a kiss on her cheek. What a woman!
A couple of days later she asked me to walk her to her transit stop because she had seen homeless men loitering around the picnic table outside the office and felt unsafe. I suggested she check with the security guard but he was required to stay in the office after hours. So I walked her to the bus. Then she told me she was worried about a dangerous man in the area who followed single girls off the bus. She literally begged me to see her to her door. I let her step into the bus ahead of me of me to be polite and yes, to admire her ass. On the way she asked what she could do to help keep her job. I gave her the standard blurb about performing her best and I would try to get her into a good position. She responded, “Oh, I have experience in a few positions that you could choose from.” She gave me a coy smile as she said it and I had a sudden hope that there was a double entendre there. If this pretty and sexy girl was trying to seduce me I was willing and eager to be seduced.
At the door to her building she said, “Merci for accompanying me home. Let me thank you by inviting you in for a drink. I was gifted a bottle of good Chablis that I don’t want to drink alone.” I liked the way this was unfolding. She was an employee so I had to be cautious but so far it was all good. She was wearing tight jeans with a powder blue blouse. My eyes followed the curve of her butt as she walked into her kitchenette. She returned shortly with a couple of wine glasses. I was sure her blouse had one less button closed than before. When she bent down to put the glasses on the table I had a good glimpse of her breasts in her low cut bra. Was she leading me on or was I being too optimistic? I’m not good with small talk but started the conversation asking how she learned English so well. I had checked her HR profile and knew she had attended only French schools in Montreal. She poured the wine and explained, “You know they say the best way to learn a language is to have a lover who teaches you in bed. I learned a lot that way.” We clinked our wine glasses and she toasted, “Here’s to learning!” I asked if she was with anyone now or on her own. She said, “Tonight I’m on my own unless I can count you.” Vague, but finally I was ready to believe she was open to having sex. I answered “You can count on me tonight. Would you like me to join you in bed?” She replied, “I thought you would never ask. Why do you think I asked you here?” I wanted to be sure she didn’t think I was abusing my position so I said, “You know you don’t have to do this because of the situation at work. I don’t want to take advantage of you, Julie.” She made it clear, “We’re consenting adults. If sex enhances our relationship that’s good but I’m not prostituting myself to keep my job.”
That was clear enough for me. I put an arm around her and kissed her. We took our time on the sofa. When she took off her blouse I unhooked the bra then fondled her breasts and kissed her nipples. She asked if wanted to use the washroom first. I did and noticed she had a bidet. I knew the benefits of it from my time posted to Europe and washed my genitals. When I came out she said, “Thanks for using the bidet. I appreciate good hygiene. I would like to douche too as well as use the bidet. What do you think, should I just douche my vagina or an anal douche too?” I told her, “Both, definitely both and a light touch of perfume down there. A fresh pleasant scent turns me on during oral sex.” It was a pleasure to be so blunt about preparations for sex. The French cultural influence on her was refreshing and sexually stimulating. Not to mention that an anal douche was an invitation to fuck her cute ass. We got on the bed, naked and on top of the soft duvet that covered the rest of the bedding. It felt good. She took the initiative, taking my cock in her hand and bending down to lick it then suck it. I told her, “That feels good but be careful. if you keep doing it I'll cum and it’s way too early for that. She gave me a sexy smile and said, “I want you to cum. It’s not that I want to give you a blowjob and be done. I want you to cum quick first so the second round will be long and fun.” All I could say was, “You’re so fucking hot!” She warned me, “Don’t get so excited your cock pops out of my mouth. I don’t want cum stains on my duvet. Just cum in my mouth and let me swallow it,” Well, that was a request I could definitely agree on.
My load had been building up in my balls since we first kissed on the sofa. I was impressed that she was able to swallow all of it without losing any. When she finally raised her head, I took it in my hands and kissed her. I could taste just a hint of cum. I asked, “Do you like it when men cum in your mouth? I know a lot of girls don’t.” She said, “I like it when I’m already sexually aroused like I feel now. So not always. Your cum has a nice texture and mild taste so it was good. I don’t even need to rinse my mouth. Kind of like a good wine, the aftertaste can be quite pleasant.” She was driving me crazy with her blunt and open sex talk. I knew it was my turn to reciprocate so after kissing her nipples I slid down her firm belly to her pussy to inhale the sweet mild scent from the perfume she had dabbed there. I gently nibbled on her sensitive clit then sucked on her tender pink labia before sliding my tongue into her already moist pussy. It was obvious she was already aroused. She started squirming and raised her hips then said, “Baise-moi! Baise-moi comme une bête en chaleur.” My French isn’t fluent but good enough to understand she was telling me to fuck her like an animal in heat. And I did.
She hadn’t asked me to use a condom so I assumed she took care of her own birth control. She had a way of massaging the shaft of my cock by contracting her pussy whenever I paused from pumping in and out. We were in a tight embrace with her tits pressed tight to my chest and our tongues intertwined in a wet kiss when she went into orgasm. It made her pussy grip my cock then I thrust deep inside her and spurted my second load of cum. She moaned with pleasure as I slid down her body to kiss her wet pussy. I could feel her respond as I ran my lips over her clit and labia then thrust my tongue inside. The taste of her love juice blended with my cum as I lapped, sucked and licked. She was soon moving her hips again and moaning. She had another short orgasm and I continued stimulating her orally, adding a touch of a fingertip to her anal opening as well. Then she hit a major orgasm. She was squirting her love juice all over my mouth and face. I still didn’t stop and she hit another wave of orgasm. I love giving a woman multiple orgasms and she obviously loved having them. Finally she relaxed on the bed panting and gasping for air. Then she briefly passed out.
A moment later she smiled at me and said, “Quelle petite mort!” I didn’t get it so she explained. “La petite mort is an expression for an orgasm that knocks you out. Literally it means the little death. It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed one. Merci, mon amoureux.” I kissed her gently. It felt good. I had to get up to wash my face. When I returned her eyes were closed and she was breathing peacefully. I stared at her for a while soaking in her beauty. When I touched her she opened her eyes. She asked, “Tell me, do you love me or hate me?” I don’t pretend to understand women but this had to be some kind of trick question and I was baffled. Did she even want an answer? She added “Dites-moi!” (Tell me!) so she expected a response. In a flash of inspiration I said, “My kiss will tell you.” I gave her as passionate, loving a kiss as I could muster and that seemed to dodge the bullet for me. I got on the bed beside her, held her warm, tender body close and rested that way with her for a long time.
When I felt my energy returning I fondled her ass cheeks. I’m not good at pillow talk but she was so frank about sex that I asked, “Do you like anal sex? I won’t ask for it if you don’t.” I guess it was a dumb thing to say because she was upset with me saying, “What do you think? I have some kind of menu for you to select how to have sex with me? Why are you asking?” All I could say was ,”You have such a perfect sexy ass. I want to have anal sex with you and I’m sorry for putting it that way.” She said, “Of course I noticed how you checked out my ass the first time you saw me. You think I wouldn’t know what you want? If you can fuck my ass as good as what you did with me so far then let’s do it. Don’t ask me, just turn me on.” Well I guess learning in bed was her thing and she was teaching me a lot about how to communicate with a sophisticated sex aficianado like her. She turned over onto all fours spreading her thighs and thrusting her cute ass up invitingly. She told me she had douched her ass so I felt comfortable licking her anus and thrusting my tongue deeper into her hole. When her anal opening was wet with saliva I tested it with a finger then two. It was tight. I didn’t want to hurt her but was afraid of saying something stupid again. I had been dreaming of fucking her ass so the anticipation had given me an erection. I was ready but was Julie?
She saved me from the dilemma by telling me, “The condoms are in the drawer by the bed. It’s in a blue packet, already lubed and approved for anal sex.” I had used that brand before and knew they were effective. The box held 3 condoms and none had been used. I wondered if she had anal sex often. Her anal opening was tight. I assumed guys often wanted to fuck her cute ass but did she let them? I slipped the condom over my cock and pressed it slowly into her ass. Then I paused at the sphincter. She whispered, “It’s alright. I’m ready and I want it.” I pressed in deeper. She gasped and gripped the duvet. The lube was effective. She thrust her hips up to accept my cock. Now that I was in, my cock slid deeper until my balls were touching her. We soon hit a rhythm that felt good. I used my hands to fondle her tits and caress her nipples. She reached back between her thighs to masturbate as we fucked, increasing the sexual tension. I had already cum twice so it was a long ride that allowed the sexual temperature to rise steadily. Suddenly she cried out as her body shook. She spat out a burst of words in French that I didn’t understand but I knew she was going to have another major climax. I rode it out and enjoyed the feeling the spasms of her anal canal gave my cock. I shot my third load of cum of the night into her squirming ass. It was a feeling I knew I would recall every time I saw her ass in those tight jeans at the office. We took turns cleaning up in the washroom. She invited me to stay so we slept together. I had to leave early to get to my hotel and change so I left her sleeping with a kiss on her cheek. What a woman!
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