Her name was Belinda. She was a five-foot-nine beauty whose electric presence was accentuated by her ample 36-24-36 figure.

Tremors quaked through my entire body when I saw her. As soon as our eyes met I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

On our first date we were sitting across from each other, sipping cold beer, when I felt her foot travel slowly up my leg, caressing me with her toes until she found the growing bulge in my pants. She was very deliberate, and succeeded in getting a substantial rise out of me, figuratively and literally. My face must have turned as red as my engorged cock because restraining myself was becoming increasingly difficult. I felt as if I were about to explode and release a full load of come. Sensing this, Belinda stopped her delightful foot massage. When she said she wanted to have some fun and winked, I knew it was time to get what we both wanted and needed — a good fuck.

Before long we were in her apartment, tearing off each other’s clothing in a mad frenzy. Belinda’s breasts stood up like creamy mountaintops. Her nipples were rock-hard, and each time I kissed or licked them she moaned deeply. I was in hog heaven as I gorged myself on the luscious mounds of her succulent flesh. When I began to caress her firm stomach and waist with light brushes of my fingertips, her moaning became deeper and louder.

We began deep-throating each other with long, wet kisses, all the while moaning and groaning between breaths. I was stroking Belinda’s inner thighs and pussy with more feather-like brushes when she began to grind her already dripping cunt against my leg. At the same time she started gently to squeeze and stroke my throbbing purple cock. Then she stopped and pulled a very large ottoman away from the couch. She motioned for me to sit down, disappeared for a moment, and returned with a bottle of coconut oil and a towel.

Belinda straddled me and began to spread the oil over her tits, stomach, and clean-shaven pussy. While she massaged her tits and stomach, she fingered her dripping cunt with deep, probing thrusts that caused her to convulse with each lustful, vigorous plunge. I was totally captivated, watching her please herself. I had watched other women masturbate, but there was something very different about what was now taking place before my eyes. It was as if Belinda were pulling my mind into hers, allowing me to feel and experience what she was doing. It was incredible! I could hardly wait to do my own wanton probing.

After bringing herself to a powerful and invigorating orgasm, Belinda poured oil on my stiff cock, which I had been slowly stroking as I watched her. Then she knelt between my legs and proceeded to give me some of the best head I’d ever had. Her tongue had a mind of its own, working my fat seven-inch cock for all it was worth. Again, sensing that I was about to come, she raked the entire length and breadth of my throbbing cock with one hand’s blood-red-polished fingernails while the other hand gently squeezed and pulled my aching balls. This sent wave after wave of pulsating shocks through my entire body, which somehow kept me from coming.

After what seemed like hours of this ecstasy Belinda knew I was back in control and ready for more action. With a sly smile she poured more coconut oil on my throbbing cock. Then, straddling my raging, craving member, she gradually lowered herself, burying me deep within her super-snug pussy. I was surprised at how tight she was after the finger-fucking she had just given herself.

She paused briefly, then began slowly raising and lowering herself on the entire length of my aching shaft, hesitating for a few seconds at the head to give it a firm squeeze with her well-trained cunt muscles. It felt as if she were milking me, which she was. Each time she rose and fell, I shuddered in anticipation of shooting a hot and heavy load of come deep within her. I watched this gorgeous creature slide up and down on my straining cock while reaching behind her back to tug and twist my balls. I was in ecstasy and just about ready to shoot my load, but she still hadn’t finished with me.

Without loosening her firm grip on my shaft, Belinda turned around and bent forward as she continued to ride me. Each time she pulled away I could see her face between her spread legs and huge breasts, straining from pleasure. I became even more turned on as I watched Belinda’s beautiful ass move up and down while her pink, oily pussy devoured my pulsing prick. This woman was the answer to all my wet dreams. She seemed to know exactly what I wanted and when to do it.

After pumping me for God knows how long, Belinda turned around again and began riding me like a bucking bronco. Knowing I couldn’t hold out any longer, she clamped hard around my spewing cock and buried my face between her sweet-tasting, coconut-oiled breasts. All I remember seeing before passing out was a brilliant flash of light.

When I came to, Belinda was lying on top of me, breathing very heavily, with my cock still buried deep inside her. I asked her how long I had been out, and she told me about five minutes. I was stunned. I had never had such an intense orgasm. I was still a little dizzy from what had happened, so after a few more minutes she helped me to my feet and led me to the couch. Once the fog had cleared, I informed Belinda that it was my turn to reciprocate with my own special treats of sensual pleasure. She let out a schoolgirl giggle, then groaned deeply with desire.

She lay back on a huge beach towel and spread her long, luscious legs, propping one on the back cushions and draping the other over the edge. I poured more coconut oil over her entire body. Taking my time, I started to kiss her passionately while spreading the oil over her legs, breasts, stomach, and still-dripping cunt. Working my mouth over her firm tits, I lapped up the oil and ran my tongue in circles around her erect nipples.

With each flick of my tongue Belinda let out that now familiar deep moan. I guided my tongue slowly over her breasts, stomach, and juicy love box. Each time my tongue touched a new spot on her anatomy, she gave out a deep growl of gratification. Then I stopped to tease her pierced belly button, which really set her off. By the time I got to her pussy by way of her toes and legs, Belinda was bucking and arching to greet my eager tongue.

Belinda’s pink pussy was oozing a sweet mixture of our come and coconut oil. Her engorged clit was deep purple and tasted so sweet. As I spread her open and sank my tongue deep within her honey pot, she let out a scream that I’m sure neighbors on the next block heard. I nibbled gently on her massive clit while finger-fucking her.

When I found Belinda’s G spot, her pussy muscles clamped tight around my probing fingers while she pulled my hair and made a deep rumbling sound of approval. I was totally engrossed in my task, hand twisting and turning, fingers moving in and out of her hot dripping pussy and ass. I had her right where I wanted her — screaming, steaming, and creaming. What more could a man ask for?

As I continued with my tongue-to-clit workout, Belinda started begging me to fuck her hard and deep as she began shooting a steady stream of clear, sweet, coconut-tasting come from her swollen love-bead. Not wanting to deny her anything, I slowly edged my fat tip into her well-lubed pussy. As she sucked me in deep, I knew I was in pussy heaven.

I fucked Belinda slowly at first, then alternated between long, deep thrusts and short, fast strokes. In between I teased her dripping pussy with just the head of my dick. By the time I finally exploded with heavy pulses of come, we were making noises that could have awakened the dead. We fucked and sucked each other into orgasmic heaven for the next three weeks.

We eventually parted as friends, with a final weekend of pleasing each other in as many different ways as our imaginations could conjure up. I never saw or heard from her again, but now and then I think back on the three wonderful weeks we had together, and thank God for last flings.