Accidental Lust

"Pour me another", says Detective Alastair, speaking to the bartender, as his head is resting on the bartop. He frequently occupies this bar when he's had a rough day at work. Lately, the FHP has been getting the most bizarre cases and the only man good enough for these type of cases is Detective Frank Alastair. As the bartender is pouring his Bud Lite into a chilled glass, Alastair can't help recalling the day's events over and over again in his head.

Just 12 hours prior, he was awoken from a very deep sleep by his cell phone ringing. On the screen it flashed the name Uriel.

"Ugh, does this imbecile know what time it is. It's 4:20 in the fucking morning."

"Hello?"

There is nothing but static on the other end. Alastair repeats himself 4 more times and finally hangs up the phone, slamming it into the nightstand.

"Fucking asshole", he breathes out forcefully.

As he lies there trying to fall back asleep, he can't help but think in the very back of his mind that something is off about Uriel's call. He pushes those thoughts out of his head as he looks at the clock beside him, 4:45 a.m.

"No point in going back to sleep when I have to be up in just an hour."

Alastair rolls over to the left side of the bed and plants his feet on the cherry oak hardwood floors. With his head in his hands, he rubs the sleepiness out of his eyes and stands up.

"Let's get this day started shall we?"

As he makes his way down his winding stair case to the first floor, he stops mid-stride. Thinking he sees someone through the open blinds in his living room, he peers through the window.

"What the hell was that?"

He races down the remaining 5 stairs to the window where he saw the figure looking in. Seeing no one, he runs to the front door. Unlocking the deadbolt and door knob, he swings the door open to find a young lady, roughly in her 20s sprinting through the grass. Alastair yells at the woman, telling her to stop. As she continues to sprint toward her car that's waiting at the curb on the other side of the road, just 500 feet away. Alastair jumps off his 3 foot high porch and runs after her. He catches up to her just as she tries to unlock her car with the key.

"Hey, what the hell were you doing? Why were you looking through my window?" Alastair askes as he is a little winded.

"I...uh... I'm sorry." says the mystery woman.

Alastair is looking the woman up and down. She is roughing 5 foot 6 inches, has a fair skin tone, red hair that's a little rugged from the sprinting, and he couldn't help but notice her D cup ample breasts. She was wearing a green halter top dress that excenuated her thick toned body.

"Uh hello, can you stop staring at my breasts?"

Alastair snaps out of this trance he was under and apologizes for staring, but still wanting to know why she was looking through his window.

"It's an embarrassing story. I connected with this guy through Tinder and we decided to meet up to have breakfast and uhm some fun. This is the address he gave me, so I was looking through the window to see if he looked like the guy in his picture. So when I saw you on the staircase, I knew he had given me the wrong address. I tried to get away before you saw me, but I couldn't help but stare as you descended down the stairs."

The mystery woman looks down at her hands, blushing for blurting that out. Alastair is in just his teal and black boxers. Looking down, Alastair blushes.

"Oh yeah, I had just gotten up and didn't think I would be running after a beautiful woman in the street this early in the morning. Anyway, what's your name, if you uh don't mind me asking?"

"My name is Amelia, Amelia Johns and you are?"

"Oh I am Frank Alastair, but you can just call me Alastair".

They shake each other's hand, at the same time saying it is nice to meet one another in unison.

"Would you like to come in for some coffee at least? I feel bad that that Tinder guy wouldn't want to meet a beautiful woman like you", says Alastair.

Looking a little shocked that he asked her to come in and a little nervous as Amelia is turned on by the sheer site of Alastair. His broad shoulders, his 4 pack abs, tanned skin, and not to mention the bulge in his boxers. Amelia nods and follows him inside.

They both walk into the expansive kitchen. Granite counter tops, all new stainless steel appliances and a massive island.

"Wow, your kitchen is amazing. I can only hope to have a kitchen like this one day. My 2 bedroom apartments kitchen is nice, but this...this is amazing", says Amelia.

"Oh thank you. I had it all redone when I moved in just over 6 months ago".

Amelia takes a seat at the dining room table as Alastair is working on making the coffee.

"So Amelia, why does a woman like you need to find love on an app?"

She chuckles, "I'm not looking for love Alastair, I was just looking to have some fun."

Putting the coffee grounds in the coffee pot filter, Alastair flips a switch and the coffee maker roars to life. He makes his way to the dining room table and sits next to Amelia.

"Some fun, huh? What kind of fun are you looking for?"

Looking a little embarrassed she says, "Well, I was just looking for some intimate fun, which is why I was creeping inside your window at 4:45 a.m.".

Chuckling, Alastair looks Amelia up and down and it clicks in his head.

"Oh I see now, you were hoping to fuck Mr. Tinder".

Squirming in the chair, Amelia nods in agreement. Just as she was about to try to leave, the coffee pot finishes brewing the coffee. The aroma of fresh brewed coffee filling the air. Alastair goes the cabinet next to the fridge and gets to mugs down. He pours the coffee onto both mugs and sets them on the table.

"Would you like and cream or sugar?" asks Alastair.

"Both please."

He gets the sugar from the pantry on the other side of the stove. He then while around to the fridge and grabs the cream. He sets both items down in the middle and sits down.

"Oh shit, I forgot a spoon."

Just as he was about to get back up to grab one, Amelia offers to grab it since Alastair his being such a good host.

"The silverware is in the drawer next to the stove".

As Amelia is making her way to grab a spoon, Alastair is intensely staring at her plump round ass. He starts to grow a little excited. Amelia comes back to table and makes her coffee just the way she likes, more cream and sugar than coffee.

They sit in silence for a little while just sipping their coffee and staring at each other. Amelia stirs her coffee once more. As she's licking the spoon, she goes to set it on the table but it falls to the ground. Bending over to grab the spoon from the ground, she looks at Alastairs now hard appendage between his legs. She sits back up, blushing and looking down into her coffee.

"Uhm so, why are you up so early this morning"?

"A friend of mine called my phone and woke me up. I'm a detective with the FHP, so I thought I'd just go ahead and get up and start my day."

"Oh wow, that's cool. Do you like being a detective?"

"I love it. It's been my dream job ever since I was 6 years old."

"That's so cool. My job is real boring. I just sit in front of a computer all day."

"So what do you like to do for fun besides hook up with random Tinder guys?"

Amelia chuckles, "I love to read, shop, go to the beach, watch movies, and play video games. And I don't always hook up with Tinder guys. He just caught my eye and he could make me wet without even touching me, so I wanted to see what he could do once he could touch me".

Looking surprised, Alastair finishes his coffee, but doesn't get up due to his hard appendage.

"Oh I see. So he told you how he wanted to take you to his room, undress you, throw you on his bed and worship your gorgeous body?"

Amelia is stunned by what just came out of Alastairs mouth. She squirms in her chair as that gets you feeling a little tingly down below.

"Not those exact words, but yes. He said he wanted to make me orgasm multiple times before he even penetrated me."

"I can see where that would make you wet and ready. But I'm going to be honest with you Amelia, I am rock hard right now. I just don't want you to be alarmed when I go out our cups in the sink."

He stands up grabbing both mugs, his Johnson standing at attention, Amelia can't help but stare at it.

"Well I want to be honest with you too, Alastair. I am super wet right now. I know we just met, but I can't help but feel a connection between us."

"I may not be Mr. Tinder, but I know I can outdo him in the sex department. If you're okay with it, would you like to go to my room right now and fix both of our situations?"

In shock, Amelia just nods her head.

Alastair takes her hand and leads her up the stairs to his room.

"May I take off your dress Amelia?"

Amelia is speechless, so she just nods and lets him take off her dress.

As he pulls down her dress, he's completely taking her in. She doesn't have any panties or bra on, so Alastair is drinking her perfect naked body in. He runs his fingers down her body, starting from her shoulders and ending at her hips. "You're perfect. Such a beautiful woman". He sets her on the beds edge. Kneeling before her, he puts her legs in the air and leans into the entrance of her mound. Gasping, Amelia lays down, anticipating his mouth on her.

After only a few seconds, Alastair starts to kiss her inner thighs and making his way to her feet. He does this to both legs and makes his way back to her mound.

"Mmm", moans Amelia.

Just as she looks down at him between her legs, he starts to slowly lick her slit.

"You weren't lying about being super wet. Mmm, I love the way you taste Amelia."

"Mmm Alastair. I can't hold it in any longer, I'm going to cum."

"Not yet Amelia, wait."

As she's about to explode, Alastair completely stops licking her slit.

"No please don't stop", screams Amelia.

You can cum when I tell you to, you got that?"

Looking perplexed, Amelia just nods in agreement.

Alastair goes back to her mound, licking her slit up and down, making small circles as he goes. He can tell she is getting close to orgasm again, by the way she is panting and arching her back. He stops licking again and inserts a finger into her opening, moving in and out slowly.

"Is this the kind of fun you were looking for?"

"Well, I thought it would be just a quick fuck, we'd both get off and that would be it. But this...this is so much better", Amelia says breathlessly.

After about 2 minutes of Alastair moving his finger in and out of her opening, he starts to lick her slit again. This is nearly sending her over the edge. Knowing she won't be able to hold on any longer, he tells her she may cum now. Before he can get the whole sentence out, Amelia is letting loose, violently shaking from the intense orgasm she just experienced.

Calming down from the best orgasm she's ever gotten from anyone, she looks at Alastair who is still between her legs.

"Oh my God, that was intense. I've never had an orgasm that intense before. I'm glad Mr. Tinder gave me your address instead of his."

Alastair doesn't respond. As she lays back down, still somewhat breathless, Alastair starts to lick on her slit again, aiming for her nub, but this time with more intensity.

What seemed like hours later, but was nearly 5 minutes, Amelia was withering around and screaming tremendously loud with another explosive orgasm.

"I don't know if I can handle another orgasm, Alastair. You definitely know what you are doing".

Still, Alastair doesn't speak. He stands up and pulls his boxer to his ankles, freeing his rock hard cock.

"That's better", he says, grinning from ear to ear.

He tells Amelia to move to the middle of the bed and to lay on her stomach. Alastair climbs onto the bed and gets right on top of her. First he inhales her sweet scent, then he starts to worship her body in kisses, starting from her neck all the way to her toes.

"Mmm", Amelia exhaled.

"Are you ready Amelia?" asks Alastair.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

He spreads her legs apart slightly and feels on her dripping wet cunt. He sticks his fingers in and out a few times to get them wet. Once they're wet enough, Alastair sits up and spits on his hard cock and rubs Amelia' s juices, blending them on his hard cock.

He takes his throbbing cock and positions it to just stop at the sweet opening. He hears her panting and moaning already, just anticipating him drilling her. After a few moments of Amelia going crazy, Alastair starts to push into her ever so slowly, making her mad with want and desire for him.

"Alastair, I need it now, please."

"Oh baby, you will get it. Be patient."

He finally gets himself all the way into her. He immediately pulls himself out, slowly. He continues this pattern until he can feel Amelia' s walls contract around him. This makes him even more excited and hard as a rock. He starts to go faster and faster while grabbing her hair and pulling on it. With every stroke, her ass bounces and she screams with pleasure.

"Oh yes, just like that. I'm going to cum everywhere, don't stop!" screams Amelia.

Alastair slows his pace down to almost an unbearable speed, even for him.

"No! I was almost there Alastair. Why did you slow down?!", she screams.

"You will cum when I want you too and when I tell you too", Alastair says powerfully.

"Now turn over so I can see your tits bounce while I fuck your sweet wet cunt."

Amelia does as she is told. She turns over as he says and looks him right in the eyes. It took all she had not to cum right there. This man she just met and barely knows, she can't help but to feel a great connection to him.

"Mmm" Alastair groans.

He's drinking her gorgeous body in before pushing himself into her yet again. He gains access.to her opening once again and this time he isn't gentle. He rams her forcefully, grabbing her hips to steady himself. Staring into her eyes, he can barely contain himself. He can feel her walls tightening once more and knows she's about to cum. Staring right in her eyes he says,

"Cum now. I want to cum with you."

Without another word, they both are cumming to explosive orgasms. Moaning over each other, the orgasms last for over a minute.

Alastair flops down beside Amelia, breathing heavily.

"Wow", is all Amelia could say breathlessly.

Both staring at each other, Amelia notices that Alastair begins to harden again. Licking her lips, she slides down in between his legs and takes his shaft in her hands.

"Oh shit" is all he could say.

Taking his shaft with both hands, Amelia spits on the top of his mushroom shaped head. Letting the spit flow down his shaft, she takes his head into her mouth. Flicking her tongue all around his shaft, she works her way down his shaft only getting about halfway before gagging herself. She continues doing this until she can take his whole shaft into her mouth. By this point Alastair has put his hands on her head pushing and thrusting his shaft into her mouth. She picks up her intensity until he is moaning and withering under her.

"I'm going to cum baby", he breathes.

Without skipping a beat, she continues at the same speed and drinks every ounce of his ejaculation.

Amelia lays next to Alastair once again and just drinks him, looking at every inch of him. She starts to drift off to sleep until she is jolted back to reality by Alastair jumping out of bed cursing.

"What's going on?"

"I'm late for work. I have this huge case I'm working on. Damnit."

Alastair pulls Amelia off the bed and picks her up, carrying her to the shower with him.

The shower is big enough for 5 people with a bench inside it. All white and grey granite tile, along with two shower heads and one waterfall shower head. Alastair is washing his body and hair as fast as he can, while watching Amelia under the waterfall shower head. He instantly grows hard again. Seeing as he is already late for work, he washes off all the soap left on his chiseled body and stands behind Amelia. Taking both his hands, he runs his fingers down her body stopping at her swollen pussy lips.

"I thought you needed to get to work?", she asks.

"I'm already late and I can't help it, you intoxicate me".

Taking his first and middle finger on his left hand, he slides them along her pussy lips. Finding her swollen nub. He takes both fingers and starts to rub her nub slowly at first. Groaning in his ear, he increases his speed. He keeps his right arm wrapped around Amelia as she is barely able to stand from the intense orgasm she is about to have. With only a few more strokes of her nub, she is exploding as the first wave of orgasm shoots through her. Alastair continues to rub on her nub, sending a second wave of an orgasm. After this orgasm, Alastair is holding her up, as she can't stand up. No words were said, just moans and groans of pure pleasure.

Alastair turns the shower off, grabs some towels and wraps Amelia up first and then himself. He picks her up and sets her on the bed. He grabs all of her clothes and sets them next to her so she can get dressed. While she is getting dressed, Alastair gets ready for work himself.

"You all set to go?" asks Alastair.

"Yeah."

As they are heading down stairs, Alastair grabs his phone and car keys. He locks up his house and walks Amelia to her car.

"So that was quite intense, but also really fun if I say so myself.", exclaims Alastair.

"Yes it was. I enjoyed myself a lot.", says Amelia blushing.

"Well no reason to blush, you are very beautiful and I would like to enjoy your company again, if you would like."

"Yes, I would like that very much."

Unlocking her car, she opens the door to grab a piece of paper and a pen to write her number down on.

"Here's my number. Call or text me anytime you want".

Alastair takes the piece of paper from her and pulls her close to him and gives her a deep passionate kiss, "I'll do that sweetie".

He lets her go and watches as she gets in her car and drives away. He walks to his car grinning, gets in and drives the short 15 minute drive to work.

To be continued....