A Dirty Little Affair

My hands on her waist, I hooked my spread legs around hers, pulling her to me, kissing and nibbling her bottom lip, her sweet breath warm against my face. My tongue found its way between her parted lips, violating her mouth as her own tongue stilled, allowing me to explore. The excitement of taking the lead had my mouth filling with thick saliva. On a whim, I held her firmly, forcing my slimy drool into her mouth. Theia groaned audibly, responding in kind by tonguing me back and grabbing hold of my tits, pinching and rolling the puffy nipples, making my entire body shiver.

I couldn't wait any longer. One hand reached for her tits, squeezing the heavy globes, flicking their long brown nipples. My other hand headed south, cupping her pussy, plunging two fingers deep into her silky folds.

"Oh fuck, baby, that's it, finger my pussy, you've got me so fuckin wet."

Theia gasped, grabbing the lapel of my coat, pulling me to her, clamping her mouth to mine, our tongues driven by lust. I wanted to please this fabulous lady as much as she had me. Checking to see our surroundings were clear, I lowered my mouth to her breasts, sucking and fingering her until her body convulsed in the throes of orgasm.

Hearing voices approach, Theia and I closed our coats, then checked each other's face for signs of slobber. All four police officers were returning and hopefully leaving.

"Well fellas, is everything okay?" Theia asked.

Emboldened by the evening's events, I sat, sensually licking and sucking my fingers, pulling each one out with a pop. I kept eye contact with the hot cop throughout the entire exercise. If the poor bastard only knew I was sucking Theia's sweet honey from my fingers, and not attempting to tease him.

"Yeah, it was just a domestic. A bunch of dishes being thrown. You know how it is sometimes. You ladies take care, and be careful out here. We'll see ya."

"You certainly know how to get a man's attention. That cop probably drove off with a stiff dick, bragging to his partner that you want him.

"I'm not so sure. I couldn't get one man's attention in the bar tonight. I thought I was losing my touch."

"No, Anya, you had everyone's attention, even a few women. Like I said, I watch people. You just dressed yourself out of any chance of success."

"What'd you mean?" I asked.

"As beautiful and sexy as you are, you overdressed for this kind of place, making yourself unapproachable. People thought you were way out of their league and didn't have a chance with you."

"I'll have to remember that, thanks Theia."

I couldn't wait any longer. Before she could say anything, I leaned back against the fence, pulling my knees to my chest and spreading them as wide as I could, presenting myself for whatever she had in mind. Theia gasped at the sight of my well exposed pussy and dropped to her knees. Holding my thighs back, she sucked my horny little hole, moaning and cooing.

"You've got the sexiest little cunt, I could fucking eat you all night."

"Well, Sweet Theia, I have no other plans other than returning the favor. So please, please, be my guest."

My head was clearing of alcohol, yet still swam in the lewd pleasures I received from Theia's tongue buried in my snatch, and my own hands abusing my tits.

Theia continued eating me with vigor, moaning as though it was her pussy being serviced. This gorgeous woman had a sensuality I could only hope to achieve. Her pleasure level seemed equal, whether giving or receiving.

My full bladder eventually diminished the effects of her expert mouth and needed immediate relief.

"Theia, I'm sorry, but I need to go."

"What is it Sugar, did I do something wrong?"

"My God, no. You've been quite wonderful. I just need to pee, like, right now."

"Oh, is that all? You go right ahead then, show me your pretty fountain, Baby."

Realizing what she wanted, I gave her a show. Keeping my position, I pulled my pussy open and pushed, peeing a high arc out to the middle of the alley. I found myself in a cloud of eroticism I was not accustomed to. Pissing for pleasure.

"Oh, that's it Sweetie, piss for Theia."

Theia was in a state, fingering herself and watching my golden fountain glistening in the dingy yellow light. Stepping beside me, she bent over, sucking my left tit into her mouth, biting and tugging, sending jolts of electricity straight to my crotch. Theia's hand quickly rubbed my pussy, splashing us both in pee before bringing it to her mouth to savor.

Almost empty, my flow ebbed. Theia took her place in front of me, letting my stream hit her face, filling her open mouth. Her soft, ebony skin was wet with my piss, streaming down the length of her body. Her thick bush glistened as beads of urine clung to her. Before I finished, she latched on to me, sucking the last few squirts and holding them. Theia then pulled me up to kiss, spewing pee into my mouth. Our tongues sloshed the fluid back and forth in each other's mouth, mixing it with saliva till the slippery cocktail leaked from the corners of our full mouths. Swallowing our fair shares, Theia and I stared into one another's eyes, trying to understand how our encounter had reached this intensity in such a short time.

In a renewed fever, I pushed Theia against the fence, making her yelp in surprise. Kneeling like her loyal servant, I pressed my nose to her spongy bush, breathing deep, and licking the soft folds of her delectable cunt. I'd only sampled her on my fingers. That was no longer enough. I needed to drink from the source, sucking all the honey I could from her dark slit. Theia moaned and gasped, holding my head tight between her spread legs as I sucked her lips, pulling and stretching them. With gasps and moans, she humped my face, her orgasm approaching.

I'd hoped my novice attempt would give back some portion of what she had given me. Doing my best to layer the sensations, I grabbed her tits, fondling and squeezing them, increasing the intensity of her responses. Theia was teetering on the edge as I slid my thumb into her dribbling cunt, coating it before I pushing it up her neglected asshole, thumb fucking her to orgasm. She bucked her hips, screaming gibberish. Her restless hands held my hungry mouth to her cunt as I swallowed everything I could short of drowning.

Theia pulled me to my feet and held my coat open, admiring what she saw. Not just my nudity, but also her juices running down my front, dripping from my stiff nipples. As each drop formed, she bent over, taking it on the tip of her tongue, then sharing it with me in soft, sensual kisses.

"Sweet, sweet Anya. How you've blossomed, Baby. I haven't come like that in quite some time. You're a quick study."

"Well, I believe the student should reflect the teacher. You've been fucking wonderful. This has been the hottest, most mind blowing sex I've ever had."

"I know your usual is vodka. How about some of my personal Champagne?"

"Yes, I'd love some," I responded.

Theia put her hands on my shoulders, nodding her head. Knowing her intent, I knelt in front of her, opening my mouth. She held her pussy open, releasing a gush of pee, splashing it up and down my body. Better than my shower. Her hot piss felt wonderful hitting my nipples, chilled by the night. I moved to catch the stream in my waiting mouth, letting it fill, then spill down my naked body. She seemed to piss for ever, and I didn't care. I wanted it all. Being a greedy bitch, I saved a mouthful for myself, swallowing the pungent brew while Theia marked her territory.

Returning the favor, I sucked the last of it from her savory cunt, only to share as she had with me. Theia smiled when I stood to kiss her, knowing my intention. She eagerly pulled my mouth to hers, letting her piss pour into her mouth. Again, we mixed a slimy potion before swallowing it down.

It was getting late, or early rather. The sun would be up in an hour or two. Theia and I held on to each other, not wanting to leave, but knew we must.

"So, you have no desires for women, eh?" she teased.

"Just you Theia. At the moment I still haven't any desire to pursue other women, but whatever the reasons, I'll always want, and love you. I hope we can do this again sometime?"

"Do you have a pen, Sugar?"

Looking through my handbag, all I could find was a fat Sharpie.

"Will this do?"

"Perfect, it'll be harder to lose that way."

Theia pulled back my lapels and began writing. When she finished, I looked down, but she stopped me, buttoning my coat so I couldn't see what she'd written.

"Not till you get home, okay? As for getting together again, you go home and think things over. Then, you let me know, okay Baby?"

We kissed once more, long and passionately, then turned our separate ways without a word. I took the long way home, taking time to think about what had happened and how it would change me forever. There was no need to think about Theia. She owned me heart and soul, and I was fine with that. Theia was twice my age, and I didn't care. If things continued, I knew I'd run to her any time she wanted me. I still love getting pounded by big dicked men, but if she wanted to be exclusive, that would be fine with me. You never know, maybe Theia had a large strap-on collection.

Close to home, I was getting nervous. What could she have written that it had to wait? I strolled home wearing only a rain coat, high heels, and my new lover's fragrance. All the while my heart pounded beneath my breast, telling me my life would be different from that night forward.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, dying to open my coat and read Theia's words. I was also scared to open it, afraid of a broken heart. It was four-thirty in the morning, the sun would rise soon. I chose to wait till it shone brightly. If it was bad news, a sunny day always made me feel better. If it was good news, the day would be that much more beautiful.

I slept in my day bed under a window facing east. The sun would wake me when it was time to know. I slept peacefully, with Theia's scent filling my senses.

It was ten o'clock when I woke, the bright sun in my eyes. Without hesitation, I walked to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror once again. My hands shook, undoing the coat buttons, fearing the worst. Shedding my coat, nervousness turned to giddiness and joy as I read what Theia had written.

Scrawled above my left breast was a phone number. Above the right, read the following, 'Property of Theia T. Hands Off!'