He called me up, invited me over for dinner. We’d done this a few times before; I knew what he really wanted. So, I dressed to the nines in some of my finest. I showed up via car service at his front stair, and he was outside waiting for me. He opened my door, and handed me out onto the pavement with a quick peck on the cheek and a compliment.
He escorted me the entire way up the stairs, but before we made it completely to his door, he stopped me, turned me around, and bent me over the stair railing. As I am looking straight down this stair-well, seeing clear to the bottom floor, his hands slide up the insides of my thighs. If I hadn’t been breathless from looking at that drop, I certainly was by that point. Then, he terrified me. He lifted my hips up, leaving me relying on my own upper body strength to keep myself from tumbling to my death. I struggled just to take a breath, now, and when I felt his hands start to lower me, I started to sigh in relief, only to have my ass lifted into the air again. This time, when he settled me, I still couldn’t start to catch my breath, as he set me straight down on his cock. He filled me right up, and he stole my breath away for still more moments. By the time I could breathe again, I was breathless with all the exhilaration, and my cunt was flooded, aching for the orgasm he was driving me to. I couldn’t wait. I wrapped my legs behind his and started fucking him back for all I was worth, bringing us both over the edge to our mutual climax.
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