Claire's Journey Ch. 03

"Sweetlips, you're the most gorgeous woman I've ever met! Of course I want you naked, but I desire more than that...It's strange, but I know you're the one. I felt it the moment I saw your eyes and all I want is to make love to you. Will you let me?" Scott asked, tenderly and he his treatment of her alluring leg made the decision an easy one for Claire.

"My leg is fine, it doesn't need your hands anymore...because...I...I need them elsewhere!" Claire said with a husky voice filled with desire and slowly but surely, he helped her irresistible body out of her slutty dress.

Scott joined her in the single bed and crawled on top of her. Their lips found each other and Claire's fate as a woman addicted to sex were confirmed in her mind. Because covering her in a bed she didn't know, with his magical cock entering her pussy and stretching it to accommodate him, was the most handsome man she'd ever met and even if she didn't know him, he made love to her and she loved every moment of it.

When Claire awoke, it was still daylight, but she knew it was far into the evening.

Looking around for her phone, she saw no trace of Scott, but she found her phone at the nightstand.

Claire gasped, she had over twenty missed calls from Vito and a few from the rest of her family, but it was Vito's message that alarmed her.

"Where the hell are you babe!?!? I need that sweet pussy of yours now!! Call me!" Claire whispered to herself whilst she read it and it felt so bizarre that her uncle was now talking like this to her.

While Claire typed her uncle a message, the memories of Scott kissing her lips, her cheeks and her neck, it instantly came to mind.

It had been the most sensual and passionate sex she'd ever had and it felt like they were producing love with every slow thrust into her pussy.

Claire could hear him, rummaging in what sounded like a kitchen and it gave her a small window to think.

Not even a date, she had listened to her friends talking about doing it on the first date, but here she was, the day before their date, and she was naked in his bed with the afterglow of their lovemaking showing.

Getting up from the bed, she walked over to his cupboard and took one of his shirts.

With the shirt barely covering her booty, Claire walked towards the kitchen and she had purposely only buttoned a few buttons to give herself a deep v showing off her tits in one sexy cleavage.

Scott had been marvellous, he had kissed her as if she was his soulmate, done things to her little lady with his tongue and kissed all over her body. She was buzzing with love and emotions for him and yet she knew not a thing about him with exception of his name and profession.

"You've made me very happy" Claire told him while blushing as she entered the kitchen.

Scott turned around and he was only wearing an apron on his muscular body.

"Multiply that by a thousand and you'll know how I feel!" Scott told her while smiling so radiantly at her that she couldn't meet his eyes.

"How old are you?" Claire asked, not really being able to tell by the looks of him.

"How old do you think I am?" Scott asked while applying the finishing touches to whatever he was cooking.

"I don't know, thirties?" Claire giggled while playing with her hair.

"What do I get if I tell you?" Scott grinned at her and she couldn't help but stare at his bare and strongly built ass.

"Well, what about me?" Claire beamed while sporting a huge red shade in her cheeks.

"Already had you" Scott grinned at her before continuing on preparing a bow with whatever he had been cooking.

"There are more ways to enjoy me than that!" Claire teased him while walking towards him with her muscular and seductive thighs brushing hypnotically.

"What makes you think I didn't?" Scott asked her before turning to present her a bowl with moussaka in his outstretched hand.

Claire accepted the food with a huge smile on her face and she batted her eyelashes at him as a thank you. "Because I would've remembered if we did...more than just make love" Claire told him before planting her big booty down on the bar chair.

"You fell asleep in my arms" Scott told her whilst walking up to her

"Did I?" Claire asked while looking at her food, not remembering much.

"You were purring like a soft kitten and you were so beautiful I couldn't stop myself from loving you, but sweetlips, you're in my seat" Scott told her sweetly and instantly she got up, but he caught her with an arm around her waist and pulled her down in his lap.

Only, Claire realized that something had happened. Claire couldn't believe it was possible, but it had. It was a microscopic chance, but it still happened. Claire became impaled on his thick cock that stretched so deeply within her and his hands eagerly took her huge tits and played with them.

"Oh FUCK!!" Claire exclaimed in pleasure and she couldn't help but bounce a little on the cock she was falling in love with.

"Eat your dinner sweetlips and just let me pleasure you" Scott told her sweetly and she realized that not only had he not made himself anything, but he had discarded his apron.

Claire did her best to eat from the bowl, but it was difficult to get the spoon into her mouth because of his treatment of her ample breasts as well as his slow but apparent upward thrusts.

"It's so GOOD!!" Claire told him while eating and bouncing.

Scott kissed and sucked on her neck while fucking her slowly.

"Oh my God! Have you ever...ahhhh...ahhhh...had someone like me?" Claire asked while moaning and squealing in delight. She didn't know what it was, but the feeling of being desired like this made her feel so good it was impossible to even sit still.

"Not even close! Sweetlips, your body...I have no words to describe it...you're so perfect, so incredible, but enough of this!" Scott told her while he successfully unbuttoned the shirt. "Time for our shower" Scott told her before he lifted her up with her squealing.

Scott walked towards the bathroom while bouncing her sexy little body on his cock and she was moaning and gasping every time she reached the base of his shaft.

The shirt was discarded outside of the shower and within it she was naked and covered in water and soap.

Claire had expected Scott to fuck her like her mystery man had done this morning, but he didn't.

Claire was standing, arms holding around his neck and her back leaning into his torso. Claire felt every inch of his impressive cock dive deeper within her as he thrusted with such an amount of power and her ass was rippling with each slow but hard thrust.

Scott fucked her slow under the water and his arms were filled with soap as he showered her. Claire needed only stand there and be fucked, showered and loved in a way she'd never been loved before.

It was the way he kissed her skin, fondled her breasts, massaged her skin and the way he pounded her. It was all slow, meant to give her pleasure and it had her climaxing every minute.

Claire was swooning, with sensations, love and pleasure. It felt dreamlike and unreal the way he touched and loved every inch of her.

Here and there, the urge to kiss her would be too great, which meant he would lift her little five-foot body up and kiss her twisted head.

Claire didn't know him, yet she was giving herself to him on an emotional level that no man had helped her reach and when he began shampooing her hair and treating it with more attention to detail than she ever would, then she knew he was the right one.

Claire could let him love her forever and he never stopped fucking her.

Even when the water stopped and he lifted her out of the shower with her bouncing up and down on his cock, he never once stopped fucking her.

When he dried her, Claire needed only to breathe and he would sort out the rest while fucking her with a slow but steady rhythm.

Claire thought he would pull out of her drenched pussy when he fetched the blow dryer, but he never did, instead he continued to pound her while drying her hair.

When he lifted her up and down on his cock towards his bed, she looked at him with hearts in her eyes.

On top of the bed he laid her down and while he climbed on top of her back, she could see her phone lighting up with an enormous amount of messages and calls that she probably should've taken, but since it was on mute, she only let it ring whilst Scott began fucking her harder and harder.

They rolled around in bed, both wanting to be on top, but she never one managed as he was in charge and thus he constantly covered her and filled her tight pussy with his cock.

Claire realized that she'd spent more time with his cock inside of her than the time she'd spoken with him. However, it felt like she didn't need to, because he knew her, saw through her, knew what buttons to press, which locks he could open, what would turn her on and what she loved. Thus, Claire let herself be loved and fucked and worshipped by Scott's desires and passion for her.

Their lips danced as the night emerged and his cock continued to pound the energy out of her until the last orgasm of the night hit her at the exact moment when he finally filled her up with his cum.

No words were spoken, just grunts, sounds of sexual pleasure, moans and their growing love filled the room whilst her phone nearly overheated with missed calls and messages from a very worried family who had no idea where she was as they were driving home in fear of the worst.

But Claire was oblivious to this and the beautiful blonde fell asleep in her lover's arms, her ass had a hand on it, her thigh lay draped over his cock, her big tits pressed into his strong chest and his other hand cupped her face so lovingly she melted into a wonderful dream where men of all colours and sizes formed a line and spent the rest of the night fucking her.