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Taking Liberties

Vince finds Rachel alone in the kitchen, tidying the counter after dinner. He pauses for a second to admire the way her body is squeezed into the tight, short dress that has distracted him all night.

She looks up at him and smiles. “Oh. Hi Vince.”

“Need a hand, Rachel?” he asks. But his intentions are anything but helpful.

“No, I’m almost done thanks,” she replies. “I’ll be out again in a second.”

He looks behind him to make sure that no-one is coming, then joins Rachel behind the counter, standing beside her. “I think I’ll give you a hand anyway,” he insists, placing his hand on her waist and pulling her to him. Her body is firm and warm beneath his palm.

“Vince, what are you doing?” she asks warily.

“Just giving you a hand,” he replies as he begins to stroke up and down the side of her body. It’s a bold move, and he’s asking for a slapped face. But fuck it — she’s made him so horny that he’s prepared to take the risk.

“You might’ve had a bit too much to drink,” she suggests, trying unsuccessfully to move away.

“You might be right,” he replies. Actually he’s pretty sober, but being drunk would serve as some kind of excuse for what he’s about to try next. He slides his hand down to her ass and gives it a firm squeeze.

“Vince!” she gasps. “You can’t just… just…”

“Just what?” he asks, fondling Rachel’s sexy bottom through her dress. He’s wanted to do this for so long. If she punches him in the balls now, it will all have been worth it.

“You can’t just walk up to a girl and start” — she fumbles for the words — “taking liberties!”

“Why not?” he counters, hoping that engaging her in conversation will allow him to keep groping for longer. He slides his hand from cheek to cheek, exploring the curvature of her delightful derriere. He can’t believe she’s letting him do this.

“What do you mean, why not?” she replies disbelievingly. “You just can’t!”

“Rachel, I’m not sure that I want to live in a world where I can’t grope a beautiful woman. Do you mind if I take a look at your panties?” he asks brazenly, surprising even himself.

She’s rightfully dumbstruck. “Do I mind… what?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer that would probably be in the negative anyway. He tugs her dress up around her waist, revealing a pretty pair of pink-striped cotton knickers, riding up slightly between her cheeks.

“Oh my God!” whispers Rachel, still standing facing the counter as her underwear is exposed. She puts her face in her hands, blushing furiously.

He starts squeezing and stroking her ass through her panties. “You’ve got a nice butt, Rachel. You know it, don’t you? That’s why you’ve been teasing me all night with it.”

“Vince, I haven’t been teasing you!” she protests.

“Oh. Okay,” he replies, a little disappointed. “Sorry. My bad.”

He presses two fingers between her legs and she clamps her thighs together in an attempt to block access to her pussy. In response he shoves his knee between her thighs and forces her legs apart fairly easily, then slides his whole hand between her legs and begins rubbing her through her panty gusset.

“Vince, you can’t!” she objects.

“No-one seems to be stopping me,” he replies. It’s true — she’s made very little attempt to prevent him having his way with her. Things are going absolutely swimmingly.

“Stop,” she says weakly, but she doesn’t move as he continues to stroke her, feeling her heat and dampness through her panties. He positions himself behind her and presses up against her. The bulge in his pants pokes into her ass crack. Slowly he grinds it up and down.

“Do you know what this is?” he asks, holding her against him with a hand on her stomach.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“What is it?” he prompts.

She waits a few seconds before quietly replying. “It’s your dick.”

“It’s yours if you want it,” he offers, thrusting against her, feeling her buttocks squish as he pushes his hips against them.

She doesn’t reply.

“Do you want it?” he persists.

Silence again. Vince takes that to mean assent. He undoes his pants and lets them fall to his ankles, quickly followed by his underpants. His cock is rock hard and angry. He rubs it against her buttocks, using it to poke her panties into her crack, thens slip it between her thighs, rubbing his knob against her camel-toe.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispers, squirming as his big dick prods at her nether regions.

“Bend forward,” he commands. Rachel does nothing to resist as he adjusts her into position, elbows on the counter with her legs spread and ass out. He slides his cock into her panties through a leg hole and thrusts it up and down between her cheeks, squeezing her buttocks around his shaft with both hands. He could play with her sexy butt all night.

They hear laughter from the other room and Vince is reminded that the two of them are not the only people in the house. If he doesn’t want to be interrupted he had better get a move on. He pulls his cock out of Rachel’s panties and wriggles them down to mid-thigh, exposing her naked ass in all its glory. He can’t resist giving it another firm squeeze, this time delighting in the feel of her soft skin.

“Wait — what if someone — ” she begins.

“Shhh!” He forces his hand between her legs and worms his fingers between her pussy lips and into her slit. She’s very wet down there.

“You’re dripping, Rachel. I knew you were a slutty girl,” he taunts.

“Now hang on!” she objects indignantly. “If you grope any girl’s butt for long enough she’s going to get turned on, but that doesn’t mean — Oh!”

He’s stopped her complaining by quickly aiming his cock and thrusting forward hard, sinking deep into her warm, wet cunt, snagging and drawing her inner pussy lips in with him. He takes her by the hips and starts thrusting, slowly at first. After several long strokes he quickly decides that the sensation of Rachel’s pussy wrapped around his prick is one of his ten favorite things.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” whimpers Rachel to herself as she’s repeatedly penetrated while bent over the kitchen counter. As Vince picks up the pace the only other sound is that of his hips smacking against her quivering ass cheeks.

“You can’t just — uh — bend a girl over and — uh — start fu — uh — fucking her!” she grunts.

“Are any of these rules written down somewhere?” he asks, grabbing her tits through her dress and using them as hand-holds.

“No! It’s — oh — oh — obvious!”

“Well, I must admit I didn’t think it would be this easy,” he replies. He sneaks a hand down and starts tracing circles around her stiff, protruding clit, using pussy juice as lubricant.

“Ohhhhh,” Rachel sighs, her body shuddering.

Suddenly a voice calls out from the other room. “Rachel, are you in there?”

She gasps in fright, then shouts back, “Stay there, I’m cumming in a sec!”

He doesn’t want to make a liar of her. His fingers dance over her clit in a blur as he shoves his cock as deep into her pussy as he can, then pumps her with a series of short thrusts, withdrawing less than half way for each.

“Ohhh — ohhh — ohhhhh!” she whimpers, shivering all over as her orgasm washes through her, making her instantly a lot wetter down there, coating Vince’s balls with juice. Without waiting for her to finish coming he decides to focus on himself, pumping in and out of her quivering cunt as fast as he can, and in a few seconds he is coming too.

“Unnngghhh Rachel!” he groans, his cock pulsing and twitching as he pumps her full of sperm. It’s been a few days since he last came, so she receives the maximum amount of gooey white love. Vince keeps thrusting the whole time, Rachel’s nether regions getting squelchier and squelchier, their commingled fluids oozing down her inner thighs.

He takes a few gasping breaths when he’s done, then pulls his cock out of her. A string of semen briefly connects his cock and her gaping hole before breaking and dropping down her leg. Her twitching pussy is oozing cum, and her ass and thighs are coated with it.

There’s a roll of paper towels on the bench nearby. Vince peels off a few sheets to wipe her clean, then gets another and stuffs it between her legs before pulling her panties back up into place and her dress back down over them. Then he wipes off his cock and tucks it away while she straightens up.

Rachel looks a bit dazed. He takes her in his arms and kisses her deeply, their tongues entwined as they pant into each others’ mouths hotly. It occurs to Vince that this might’ve been a better way to begin the encounter, but he doesn’t have any complaints regarding how things panned out.

“Are there any other dumb rules I need to know about?” he finally asks her.

She ponders a minute. “Umm… no blowjobs in the bathroom later?”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

The End


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