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I still couldn’t believe I was on a third date with Natalie Murphy. The Natalie Murphy. She was famous in these parts, Natalie was way out of my league, but when I’d asked her out, to my happy surprise, she’d said yes.
Sure, I was decent looking, and I was in great shape, and I was at the start of a promising career in law, but Natalie was one in a million. She was so beautiful it hurt. Natalie was model pretty with her cheekbones, and her big round eyes, her gorgeous figure, and all that thick, glossy, chestnut hair. Not that she had an empty head. Natalie was already a successful business woman. She was smart and driven. Like I said, Natalie Murphy was way out of my league.
But it was our third date tonight, and like the other two, it had gone brilliantly. Talking to Natalie was so easy, she was interesting and quick witted, and we had a surprising amount in common. I’d laughed so much that evening, my face was aching. And now we were walking back to her place, hand-in-hand, and well, I couldn’t help dwelling on what third dates were famous for.
We’d kissed at the end of our first, on Natalie’s doorstep, a long, drawn-out, arms wrapped around each other, tongues in mouths, French kiss of a kiss. We’d kissed plenty on our second date. I was all hot and bothered, now, by the embrace we’d shared outside the theatre we’d just come out of. And as I walked Natalie back home, my hopes were set on more than just kissing. Imagine that? Me, with Natalie Murphy? I was excited as I was terrified.
And that’s when it happened.
Out of nowhere, a sudden, deafening roar of a sound struck us. It was like a wall of noise, I felt it just as much as I heard it. Every bone in my body shook.
Natalie and I ducked low, together, instinctively. We looked upwards, and there it was, floating through the sky, below the cloud layer, on full view, lit up by lights on its surface, standing out clear as possible against the night. A UFO. An actual, real life, UFO.
Although UFO wasn’t entirely accurate, this was an actual, real-life, flying fucking saucer. It was vast, it took up a good portion of the sky. It seemed to be flattened in shape, but it was thick, hundreds of metres so, I guessed, although it was hard to gauge the true size of it without anything to make a direct comparison with.
The spacecraft appeared to be gliding slowly over us, almost serenely, yet it must have been moving at a hell of a speed, as it passed and was receding towards the horizon in seconds. It was heading in the direction of Central London.
The sound vanished as quickly as it had hit us.
We stood up.
I was trembling. Natalie looked visibly shaken.
“What the fuck? Was that an…?” Natalie’s words trailed off.
“A fucking flying saucer?” I finished for her. “Yeah. I don’t what else it could be.”
“But… like… aliens?”
I nodded. “I didn’t look like one of ours.”
“What… what do you think they want?” Natalie’s voice was wobbling now.
“No idea. But maybe we better get inside? We can put on the news, see if there are any updates.”
We dashed the rest of the way to Natalie’s two-bedroom apartment, and honestly, all thoughts of getting Natalie naked had fled from my mind. How could they not have? As badly as I’d wanted to get Natalie out of her clothes, when you see a gigantic alien spacecraft heading towards the capital, it tends to have a pretty significant impact on your priorities.
Natalie got her keys into her front door on the third attempt. We kicked off our shoes as we stepped inside, we hurried into her living room. Natalie switched her TV on, she flicked to BBK news, we watched two frightened looking news presenters, a man and a woman, speaking over shaky footage of the same flying saucer we’d just seen. There were reports of more of them coming in from other countries, they were being seen throughout the world.
“Oh god,” Natalie said through a hand over her mouth. “Is this it? The end of…?” Her face was white. She was quivering hard.
I stepped to her, I pulled Natalie into a tight hug. “We don’t know that,” I whispered. “We don’t know anything yet. Maybe they’ve come in peace?” I said, although I didn’t really believe it.
Natalie nodded in my arms. And then she surprised me, almost as much as that alien spaceship had.
She looked up into my eyes, and I couldn’t quite read the expression on her beautiful face, it almost looked like… hunger. Natalie rose up on her toes, she pressed her mouth to mine.
I froze, in shock, for an instant, but I responded without my brain needing to get involved. I kissed Natalie back, I kissed her as eagerly as she did me.
Natalie sighed as our lips parted, as our tongues met in each other’s mouths. Natalie pressed her body into mine, she squirmed as we kissed. I felt the heft of her chest on mine, her soft thighs, her lower body rubbing against me.
She sighed with every exhalation, Natalie kissed me with feverish want, as if she’d gone eskişehir escort from terror to insanely turned-on in a heartbeat. Hell, maybe she had? Fear had that effect on some people, I’d read, once, somewhere, maybe.
And, I had to admit, I responded in kind. I couldn’t help myself. I got a little carried away in the moment, but then, this was Natalie Murphy. I kissed her with equal zeal, I let my hands begin to roam over her body. One went up to her face, to cup her, to hold her tenderly, and Natalie moaned into my lips at that, but the other slid around and down to her full, curved, heavy yet pert derrière. Natalie moaned louder as I gripped her through her tight jeans.
My cock was hard in moments, so full and hot it throbbed against my thigh in my clothes, and Natalie felt it as we kissed, as I groped her, as she writhed into me. One of her hands slipped downwards, it closed over the bulge of my dick. I groaned as she rubbed at me with enthusiasm, as she tried to grip me through my trousers.
I eased my right leg between Natalie’s, and she really wasn’t shy, there was no reserve in her at all that evening. Natalie pressed herself onto me, she began to hump my leg without any shame, whimpering and shuddering as she did so.
My hand dropped from her face, Natalie shivered as my fingertips glided down her neck, she gasped as I closed my fingers over her left breast through her top. I groaned, with her, as I explored the shape and the feel of her chest, as I hefted and squeezed her, as I made Natalie grind into my thigh with even greater insistence.
Natalie let go of my prick to reach for my shirt, to do her best to undo my buttons with her shaking hands. She got me out of it, she grasped my belt buckle next.
I broke our kiss. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Natalie looked at me like I was insane. “This could be our last night on Earth.”
Those words struck me with force. She was right. This could be our last night, ever. And I understood what that meant. I was going to spend it with Natalie Murphy. With Natalie Murphy who appeared absolutely desperate to fuck.
“I want everything,” Natalie said as she tore my belt and then my jeans open. “No holding back. Yeah?”
Oh god yes. “Yeah. OK”
“Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it,” Natalie said. “Anything.”
“Same. Just tell me what you want.”
Natalie grinned at me, she’d never looked more beautiful. “Right now, I want to suck your dick.”
Fuck yes.
She sank to her knees at my feet, Natalie yanked my trousers down to my ankles. She looked up at me as she reached for my boxers, but her eyes dropped to my cock as she slid my underwear away, as it bounced up and stood proud. Natalie grasped me with one hand, she lowered me to her face, she kissed the tip of my dick.
I couldn’t believe this was happening, the alien invasion, but more than that, I couldn’t quite believe gorgeous Natalie Murphy was kneeling before me, lavishing my cock with eager kisses. Each touch of her plump, pursed lips sent a shiver through me, a sensation that made me tense and groan. But then Natalie opened her mouth, she took me into the sucking warmth of her, and that felt a hundred times as glorious.
Natalie slurped on me with gusto, she sucked with force, she slid her lips more than halfway down my dick. She jacked the base of me with one hand, moving in harmony with her mouth. She raised the other to me, she cupped my balls, she tickled me wonderfully. Natalie worked me with skill, but what really got me pulsing between her lips was her fervour, was how she moaned around my cock, was the enthusiastic pleasure Natalie seemed to be taking in sucking me.
She let saliva run out of her mouth, and plenty of it. Natalie smeared it the length of me with her lips and her fingers, she treated me to the sloppiest of sloppy blowjobs.
Natalie sucked me, she tugged on me, Natalie took me to the brink of climax, and I was vocal about it. I groaned loud, as it seemed to turn her on all the more, as it sent her ever more frantic, but Natalie released me from her mouth before I passed the point of no return.
Natalie kept hold of my prick as she stood, she kept jerking it as she fell back to kissing me, she kept me on the edge, and I knew it was my turn to pleasure her.
I tore Natalie’s clothes off like they were a danger to her. Natalie helped me get her top over her head, she shrugged out of her bra as I popped its clasp. I clutched her sizeable, dense, silken soft tits with both hands, we moaned together as I held her, as I gripped Natalie tighter. She shuddered, Natalie kissed me harder, she jacked me faster, as I rolled her large, firmed nipples beneath my thumbs.
She helped me again as I unfastened her jeans. Natalie wriggled her hips as I pushed them down, she did the same with her knickers. We stepped out of the puddles of our clothes, both stark naked in her living room.
My hands ran over all of Natalie, everywhere eskişehir escort bayan I could reach. I clutched at her limber thighs, at her tits, at her magnificently curved buttocks, and she’d always looked fantastic in her clothes, but Natalie felt even better nude in my arms, as she ground her body into mine. We kissed madly, Natalie pulled on my aching dick, she teased my nipples with her other hand, as I explored her divine body.
There was real urgency in Natalie, in her movements and her trembling and her mewling. She stepped her feet apart wider as I drew the fingertips of my right hand down her taut stomach, Natalie moaned louder to urge me on. Natalie juddered and groaned as I slid through a tended patch of satiny hair, as I met her slippery, smooth pussy lips below. Natalie groaned, she sucked on my tongue, as I cupped her, as I rubbed her with a circular motion of my whole hand. Natalie pressed her sopping cunt into my fingers as I skated them over her, like she was even more desperate for this as I was.
I parted Natalie’s outer folds, and there was so much wetness between them, it ran onto the palm of my hand. I used her natural lubrication to skim my middle finger up and down the length of her, and Natalie was panting for breath now, she tightened, all over, each time I passed over the small but firmed bulge of her clitoris.
Natalie went ever louder, ever more ardent, as I focussed on her there, as I flickered deftly across that raised bump. Natalie rocked her hips in time with my fingertip. She made such heavenly noise. I took Natalie to the point of orgasm in tens of seconds, but before she got there, I came off her, I pressed that finger up into her wet, gripping pussy instead. There was usually fun to be had in teasing a woman in this way, in making her ever more eager.
Natalie groaned in frustration, it became a moan of gratification as I curled within her, as I found her g-spot, as I danced across it. I finger-fucked Natalie lazily, I gave her a second digit, I teased that spot inside of her. I went back to her clit, but not for long enough to get her off, I returned to her cunt before she did so. I taunted Natalie with pleasure.
“Let me come, you fucking bastard,” Natalie groaned into my mouth as we kissed.
“Maybe.”
Natalie bit my lower lip, although lightly. “Fucking let me come.”
“What happens if I do?”
“Whatever you… want….” Natalie panted, between her moans. “You can do what you… like to me…. Whatever…. Anything…. I mean… it…. Just tell me… what you… want.”
I heard the truth in her words, it wasn’t idle dirty talk, and there wasn’t anyone I wanted to be with as badly as Natalie Murphy, I couldn’t have prayed for her to say anything better. But I tested Natalie, to make sure she was good for it.
My other hand was on her ass as I fingered her cunt, I let those digits stray between her springy cheeks, into her crack. I pressed the tip of my forefinger to her tiny, clenched pucker.
I half expected Natalie to pull herself away from me, no matter what she’d just said, but no, Natalie only moaned with more feeling. She went ever more expressive as I tickled across her sphincter, as I applied more pressure, as I massaged that muscular, forbidden part of her.
“Yes,” Natalie gasped. “I like… that…. Do it.”
Oh god yes. I fucking loved this, butt stuff was one of my most obsessive kinks. This was turning out to be a hell of an evening. On the one hand, we were facing a possible alien apocalypse. But on the other, my last night on Earth was shaping up to be my best.
I felt her relaxing as I pleased her there, Natalie’s asshole pushed out, a little, as I coaxed her open. Natalie squeezed my cock so hard I groaned with her as I pressed, as I sank my finger into her ass to the first knuckle. Natalie shook, her legs nearly gave way as I wriggled within her butt.
Those two fingers of my other hand were still in her pussy, in her cunt that tightened around me as I moved my digit in her derrière, as I slid it up her back passage smoothly, without any resistance, all the way, as Natalie went to pieces in my arms. She was bucking with zeal onto my hands, front and back, Natalie was whimpering, it sounded like she was close to hyperventilating.
Despite the alien invasion that may or may not be happening, despite this possibly being the start of the end of the world, I wouldn’t have dared dream of this. I’d been hoping for more than kissing at the end of this date, but I’d never imagined I’d have Natalie Murphy so sublimely wild and horny, so frenzied, in my arms, as I finger-fucked her, as I eased my left forefinger up her bottom as far as I could get it.
I decided it was time to show her mercy. I slipped out of Natalie’s pussy, I rose to her clit. I stroked across her, I curled my finger in her ass with the same motion, and Natalie inhaled, she tensed, she went utterly silent for long seconds, her whole body quivering escort eskişehir against mine, then Natalie gasped, she moaned as her orgasm claimed her.
Natalie jerked and juddered into me, she rode my hands with urgency, as she surrendered all control of her body to her climax. She mewled, high and loud, her sphincter contracted around my finger in time with her exclamations. Natalie came vocally, she came long and hard, before she finally sagged in my embrace, before she clung to me, trembling and laughing and twitching as her orgasm bled away.
And then Natalie was moving. I came out of her bottom as she stepped back, as she grabbed my hand, as Natalie dragged me out of that room and down a short corridor, past her front door, to her bedroom. Natalie shoved me down onto her wide double-bed, she fell upon me. Natalie kissed me, she pawed at my cock, she lifted it to her body as she knelt across mine. Natalie guided it into her heavenly pussy, she sat on me.
The snug, wet, heat of her cunt enfolded me as I glided into her. Natalie took a moment to steady her breathing as she held me in herself all the way, before she rose up, before she drove down, as she began to rise and fall onto my prick.
Natalie perched above me with her hands on my chest as she fucked me. The lights were off in her room, but her curtains were open, and I saw plenty by moonlight. Natalie had never looked more stunning, with her hair free, with her gasping and moaning, with her eyes open wide, her naked body on show to me.
She went slow, at first, as she adjusted to being stretched and filled, but Natalie went faster as she rode my rigid cock, she quickened to a rapid clip. Natalie yelped each time she slid down my dick, her pussy clenched rhythmically around it, like she was milking me.
I fondled Natalie’s bouncing tits, her cunt gripped me tighter as I toyed with her nipples. I gripped her big, round, muscular ass with both hands, I dug my fingertips into her feminine flesh. I couldn’t resist doing it again, but then, Natalie had said she wanted it. I went between her buttocks, I stroked her asshole, I pushed a finger into her there, and Natalie groaned, she screwed me with even more energy.
She felt so different in her ass than her pussy. Natalie was so much tighter, she was warmer, she was totally smooth, it was like my finger was in a silky, delicate tunnel. Natalie was startlingly sensitive in there, she bucked and moaned as I pumped and wriggled within her anus. Natalie took me so well, I worked a second digit up her backside with ease. I felt my dick in her cunt through the gossamer membrane that separated each orifice.
As majestic as she looked above me though, as magnificent as she felt, I’d always preferred being in control. I came out of Natalie’s ass, I grasped her hips, I rolled Natalie off me, but she let it happen. Natalie allowed me to lead, to position her on her hands and knees. She arched her back as I got into place behind her, Natalie kept moaning, as if begging me to get back inside of her body. I raised my dick to her with my right hand, I drove it into her cunt.
We found a mutual, vigorous pace; Natalie pushed back onto me as I thrust into her. Natalie yapped and shook as I pulled her onto my cock, as I fucked her harder. Her bed rocked and creaked beneath us, the headboard slammed into the wall.
God, was there a more glorious pose to have a naked woman in than this? Natalie looked stupendous, her brunette hair was cascading about her shoulders, her back was tight and toned, it curved elegantly down to her narrow waist, but her hips swept out to form the broad heart shape of her perfect ass.
And when Natalie glanced back at me over her shoulder, her beautiful face contorted in pleasure and need, the sight of her was even better. And then Natalie spoke. “Spank me!” she yelled.
What? I froze.
Natalie reared back into me, spurring me to keep pounding her. “Fucking spank me,” she roared.
I’d never spanked a girl before, not properly. I had no idea how to. But I did. I had to. I raised my right hand from her hip, I held it high, I swept it down, into Natalie’s right buttock. I winced at how forcefully I’d inadvertently slapped her.
But evidently it hadn’t been enough.
“Harder!”
I smacked her a second time, with even more strength.
“Harder!”
I spanked Natalie on and on, with enough vigour that my hand hurt, that Natalie gasped and groaned in pain.
Yet still, she demanded I whack her ever fiercer, and I gave it to her. I walloped Natalie with energy, back and forth, so hard so that my hand went numb, so much that she shrieked and shook, that her buttocks flushed pink, then went crimson. But the more brutal I was with her, the crazier it sent Natalie, as if pain did something to her that it had never done to me.
I spanked Natalie fiercely as we fucked, I really got the hang of it. I dished out firm slaps and glancing blows that made Natalie’s cheeks jump and shake, that made her shriek. I kept slamming into her the whole time, Natalie kept pressing back onto my cock, and it was feral and animal and thrilling. Natalie reached under herself with one hand, she strummed her clit, she brought herself to a screaming orgasm as I slapped and screwed her.