JOHNNY'S SURPRISE VISIT

It’s Angel again with another story about Johnny and me. In case you didn’t read “Johnny Fucks Angel” stories, let me give you a little background.

Johnny and I met because we go to the same coffeehouse in the morning before work. We’re both regulars, and we both have a smoke or two on the patio before heading off to work. Once we got to know each other, we became friends, and made it a point to meet every weekday morning.

We had been friends for about a month before we became lovers. Our first time together was during the week of my vacation from work (read Johnny Fucks Angel). Since then, we still meet in the morning for coffee, and Johnny and I remain good friends. The occasional sex is just a bonus in our relationship. Don’t get me wrong, Johnny is beautiful. At 5’11”, dark hair and eyes, handsome Asian good looks, and a lean, firm body, any girl would be lucky to have him. He’s even a great match to my 5’8”, lean, athletic frame, long legs, and exotic Pacific Islander features. We’ve got a great friendship, and we like things the way they are. Neither of us wants to mess up a good thing by complicating it with commitments and titles.

One of my favorite moments with Johnny was the time he came to surprise me at work. He has always known where I work, but had never come to visit before that day. It was around 3:00, and I grabbed the ladies room key and walked out the door of the office suite. Our offices are on the second floor, located right by the stairway. I heard someone on the stairs and looked to see who it was, and was surprised to see Johnny coming up the steps.

“Johnny! What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“Surprising you, Angel. Where ya headed?”

“Bathroom.” I grinned at him wickedly. “Wanna watch?”

“Lead the way.”

He followed me into the little room, and we locked the door behind us. Almost immediately he reached for me and pulled me too him, kissing and biting my neck. Ooh, he knows I love that. I pulled away. “Johnny! You know I have to pee!”

He laughed at let go of me, and watched me as I faked a little striptease for him before I sat down on the toilet. When I was finished, he barely let me finish washing my hands before he grabbed me again and started kissing me. My arms went around his neck as I kissed him back, feeling his tongue enter my mouth.

Knowing I had to get back to work, he quickly started to undress me. He lifted my shirt over my head and removed my bra. In between kisses, he managed to remove his shirt and unbuckle his pants, which dropped to the ground around his ankles. I could see he was rock hard, and watched his cock twitch as it was exposed to the cool air. Pre-cum glistened at the tip, and I used my finger to wipe it off and put it in my mouth.

Watching me taste him only made more excited. He lifted me up onto the sink counter, and pulled my short skirt up around my waist. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me forward to the very edge of the counter, before yanking my panties to the side and shoving his steel-like shaft deep inside me with one thrust.

Once he was inside me, he slowed down a little, and we began the rhythmic dance we both knew so well. I kissed his neck and shoulders as he pumped in and out of me. He reached for my legs and wrapped them around him. It angled my hips so that my pussy was getting the full brunt of his cock as deep as it would go. We continued like this until my quickened breaths told him that I was going to cum very soon. He started fucking me harder, and suddenly waves of pleasure and ecstatic pain went through my entire body, inside and out. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.

Johnny pulled out, and helped me off the counter. Without a word, he turned me around so I was facing the sink, and bent me over. I felt his cockhead penetrating me again, and moved back to meet him until I could feel his balls brushing against my cunt lips. Again, he started slowly and gently. I savored the feel of his thick pole filling me up over and over again. He started to speed up a little and pushed himself deeper inside me with each thrust.

I knew he was preparing to cum so I moved in time with his thrusts feeling my love tunnel receive one of the most merciless poundings in my life. My second orgasm was building, and he knew it. He held off just a little bit longer, and this time when I came I didn’t hold back. With a sound between a cry and a moan, I could feel it as my muscles contracted around his dick. That’s all it took for him to shove into me violently and let out a yell as he shot loads of his creamy spunk deep inside me.

I pulled away from him and knelt in front of him to lick him clean. I loved tasting the intermingling of our cum together. When he was all clean, I pulled his pants up for him. As he buckled his belt, I kissed him, gently pushing my tongue into his mouth to let him experience the flavor.

We pulled apart and I cleaned myself up and got dressed. I opened the door of the bathroom slowly in case anyone was in the hall. When I saw the coast was clear, I walked with him to the top of the stairs.

I kissed him lightly on the lips and said, “Thanks for the lovely surprise, Johnny.”

He put his hand to my cheek and smiled at me. “Oh no, Angel. Thank *you*”.

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