Julia’s story is part of the Grown Collection, which follows our main character, Dee, through his journey as an established adult. If you want more of her content, check out Part 1.

My eyes were heavy as I stood in line for coffee. It was a Thursday morning, just about the time I felt most out of steam every week. I liked to treat myself to a fancy caffeinated concoction as a remedy. I noticed the woman in front of me despite my groggy state. She was wearing tight black leggings that showed off an ass that was impossibly perfect. She was deeply absorbed in her phone, so I just stared and stared. She stepped forward in line and it bounced and tightened as she found a comfortable stance. She moved her weight from one leg to another and I watched it loosen slightly. Then came the crowning moment. Something inspired her to adjust her leggings. She pulled them up so that they hugged her ass even more tightly, pulling it up teasingly before its weight sat back down with a jiggle as she released her leggings from her tug. I could feel my desire building in my, my cock growing gently in my shorts.

I was too tired to be subtle in how much I was enjoying things, a fact I regretted as the woman in front of me turned around unexpectedly. My eyes were too slow to unlock their gaze from where her ass had been. I slowly looked up to meet hers and found a face that was scrunched with angry judgment for my blatant ogling. I tried to make a sheepish face and was shocked to find a softening response. Then finally my brain started working.

“Julia?” I said in shock.

“Dee?”

“Hi!” I added more enthusiastically.

“Hi, how are you?”

It had been a couple of months since Julia and I shared a perfect evening after the wedding of a mutual friend. I’d thought about it often, but Julia had indicated at the time that she wanted our dalliance to remain a one-night stand, so I’d given up on attempting to see her again. It seemed the universe had other plans for us. We engaged in idle chit chat in line and ordered our respective coffees. We unspokenly agreed to sit on a bench outside together for a moment.

“So were you enjoying the view earlier?” Julia asked teasingly. She had an incredible ability to make you feel both warm and made fun of at the same time.

“Uhh oh, sorry was it that obvious?”

“Yes,” Julia said laughing. “You know I remember you as being much smoother.”

“You must not have a very good memory,” I quipped. I had long since perfected a sort of aw shucks, self-deprecating charm, which I applied tactfully. I chuckled.

“Well at least you’re as handsome as I remember. That makes up for a lot.”

I thanked Julia with my smile. “Obviously, I’m still quite impressed by your looks too.” We both laughed. Julia pressed her head against my shoulder and let out a sigh that was heavy with complicated thought. She let her head rest for a while, contemplating what I did not know. I let her stay propped up on me warmly, but didn’t attempt any further physical contact.

“Dee,” she paused. “I’m free until 2:00 and my place is just around the corner.”

“I thought you said -”

“I know,”

“Soooo, you want-”

“So. I’m amending my decision now that we’re here together. We can see if we can keep our perfect streak going. If you want.”

“Yes,” I said, immediately. I clumsily maneuvered through my phone to move a work meeting and said, “Lead the way.” I stood and gave Julia my hand to help her up. We walked up to a shockingly large and beautiful house. Julia began to ascend the doors to the front door.

“You live here?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Impressive,” I said somewhat playfully.

“Hey my ex was an asshole, but he was a rich asshole…and I got the house.”

I shrugged and smiled as I walked up the stairs behind her. We walked down a long hallway toward a giant kitchen. Julia looked back at me as she strode forward, “And that’s all the details you’re going to get ok. I’m not interested in sharing more.”

“OK,” I said agreeably as we entered the kitchen. I took her hand and pulled her toward me. She wrapped both hands around my neck. “I’m not particularly interested in talking anyways.”

We kissed. Our tongues circled one another like we’d been together for years. Her kisses were soft but deeply passionate. She pulled off my shirt and kissed my neck and chest. She moved her way back up to my lips. I broke our kiss for just a moment to pull off her top. She had nothing on underneath. Her breasts jiggled for a moment as they were released from the fabric that contained them before returning to a perfectly perky resting state. I circle my tongue on Julia’s nipples, which had grown stiff from arousal. She moaned gently into my ear as I teased them. I pulled off her leggings, she had nothing underneath those either. Her ass was equally as perky as her breasts. My cock twitched at the site of Julia standing naked before me. 

She dropped to her knees and unbuckled my belt. She pulled of my shorts and boxers and revealed my hard throbbing cock. She licked up and down my shaft agonizingly slowly, then looked up at me as she put my balls in her mouth and stroked my cock. I let out a deep sigh of pleasure. Julia squeezed my cock harder and smiled at me before licking her way back up my shaft, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock and licking back down. She returned my balls to her mouth, her beautiful eyes looking back up at me. It felt incredible. 

Julia hadn’t even started sucking my cock and I was already in the palm of her hand. I would have done anything for her to keep going. But Julia didn’t have any requirements. She wanted to keep going. She wrapped her lips around me and sucked my cock like an expert. Her pace, the depth she took me into, the tautness of her mouth, the way she let her saliva drip. It was all perfect. And above all her eye contact. She kept her eyes trained on mine as she swallowed my fat cock. She read me like a book. Anything she did that revealed a hint of pleasure on my face, she did more off. She increased her pace, as she fondled my balls with her hand.

“FUCK,” I said loudly, feeling a sense of distinct pleasure.

Julia’s eyes smiled with pride. She sucked my cock for the next 15 minutes, continuously bringing me close to the point of climax, before slowing her pace. Over and over she did it. My balls swelled massively with cum. My cock twitched in Julia’s mouth as she slowed and stopped. She kissed her way back up my body and pushed me down onto a loveseat that was tucked in one corner of the sunroom adjacent to the kitchen. She straddled me and slid my cock inside of her, letting out a deep sensual moan as she did.

Julia wrapped both hands around my neck and leaned her weight back, riding my cock in a strong slow rhythm. “Fuck you’re even bigger than I remember,” she said in delight. She increased her speed, enjoying my cock to her fullest desire. She bounced up and down on it, then rotated her hips in slow circles before returning to her bouncing. The sounds that came from her were overwhelmingly sexy and increased in volume as she continued to ride me however she pleased.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she purred in my ear. “I have an idea,” she said deviously, with my cock buried completely inside her as she sat on my lap smiling.

“Ok,” I replied.

“Since,” she paused, dismounting from my cock, “You like looking at it so much,” she turned around and sat back down on my cock, facing away from me now. Soon her ass was bouncing wildly in my lap. She fired her body up and down on my cock at a rapid pace.

“HOLY FUCK,” I said, nearly shouting.

I slapped my hand down on Julia’s ass and took a deep handful. 

“Oh god,” she said, a panting building inside her. “Fuck that’s it.” She moved faster and faster, her pussy clenching tightly. “Ohh god Dee. Oh fuck.”

I watched her in amazement. I was grateful she was giving me some credit for her pleasure. It seemed to me she was doing all the work.

“OHHHHHHH,” she yelled, still riding me wildly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, ohhhhhhhh.” Finally she slowed, unable to continue her fucking from the intensity of her orgasm. She released my cock from the clench of her pussy and stood up.

“That didn’t get you huh?” she asked, seemingly impressed.

“Why don’t you let me-”

“No,” Julia cut me off, determined to prove a point. “Time for you to cum.” She said it with great confidence, as though no other possible outcome was in play. I thought about holding back just to play a little game with her. Julia sat again in my lap, facing me with my cock buried inside her. Then in one beautifully athletic movement, slipped both of her legs over my shoulders, her feet linking behind my head. She moved her core up and down and started fucking me. It was a position I’d never experienced before and it was heaven. The angle, the intense tightness with which it caused Julia to wrap around me.

“Oh my god, Julia,” I said. My plan to hold back had no hope.

“Mmmm that’s what I fucking thought,” Julia said sultrily. She smiled and increased her pace, starting to take clear pleasure in our fucking herself. I lost my words. I let out moans and grunts. It felt incredible.

“Ohhh fuck Dee. Oh fuck are you going to cum with me?” I could feel Julia’s body tightening as she asked.

“God yes,” I replied.

“Ooohhhhhh fuck Dee, cum inside me. Fill me up. OHHH GOD I’M CUMMING!”

I let out a carnal roar of a moan as I released. Julia bounced faster and faster as she simultaneously writhed in the pleasure of an intense orgasm. I felt an unfathomable amount of cum shoot deep inside of her. She kept fucking me and I kept cumming.

“OH GOD. FUUUUCK,” I shouted.

Finally Julia slowed and stopped. She was deeply out of breath as she let her legs slink back down my body. She sat up to face me, with my cock still inside her, still releasing small aftershocks of cum. We kissed passionately.

“Maybe,” she said before she started riding me gently again. “We should make this more than two one-night stands.”

I smiled at her.

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