This is PART 2 of my encounters with Alice. This one's a little longer than Part 1, I hope you all enjoy! The first story is here, give it a read if you like what you see!

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In the days following the wedding, I couldn't keep the thought of Alice out of my head. Her long blonde hair, delicious hips, and bountiful chest had me enthralled. It felt like a dream somehow, maybe a drunken delusion I fabricated while watching this beauty from across the reception hall. But the evidence was there all the same. Peering back to my text messages revealed the phrase that had dominated my attention throughout the week.

"Thank you for last night, lets meet up again sometime."

This message had been causing me a little more trouble than expected. Naturally, I really wanted to see here again. But due to our circumstances, our backseat fling might have been a one time thing. Was Alice serious about another meeting? She definitely seemed to enjoy my company. But I also had my doubts, she was related to the newlyweds and that might be too awkward to overcome. After taking a few days to ponder the situation, I crafted up a short but topical message for Alice.

"I had fun last weekend! Let me know when you've got a free evening and we can get together again."

I didn't want to bombard her with messages, so I simply left it at that. She replied almost immediately on the night of the wedding, and I was naively expecting her to do the same now. Patience would be my method now, and so I waited in anticipation. A few minutes passed, which bled into an hour. I could feel my enthusiasm slowly transforming into disappointment. After a day of waiting, my hopes had been tarnished. No reply seemed to be coming. My fleeting time with Alice that evening would be just a memory. A rather awesome memory, of course, but one that I wouldn't be reliving.

The thought of Alice would fade from my mind with the passing days. Greener pastures were always out there, and I didn't let her non-reply bother me. I would have been more disappointed if I hadn't sent that message. Days turned into weeks and all seemed back to normal. My spirits had been lifted because my birthday was just about a week away. The day itself happened to be in the middle of the week, so my friends decided to plan a night of bar hopping on the following weekend. During a night time in-depth group message session with the lads, a surprise message would arrive.

"Hey"

Were my eyes deceiving me? A double take at the contact would eliminate any doubt. It was Alice! Memories of the wedding rushed back to my mind. I replied,

"Hey you, it's been a minute."

She texted back almost instantly,

"Haha it has been. I was thinking about you."

"Oh? Thinking of anything in particular about me?"

The next message was just a single emoji: the almighty eggplant. She was really coming on strong for a random Tuesday night, but I wouldn't say no to a booty call. Looking past her slightly awkward dirty talk, I took the initiative in the conversation.

"I'm not doing anything tonight, I could arrange a live demonstration for ya"

"Oh my, how bold! Just one small problem..."

We continued to exchange text messages. Alice explains that she is out of town on a business trip and that she works in sales. She had returned from a night of schmoozing with coworkers and clients, with a few drinks in her system. We swapped more messages, getting flirtier with each exchange. Alice says,

"I can't drive anywhere without thinking about our night together."

"Maybe you need a new experience to take your mind off it?"

"I'm listening. I take it you have something in mind?"

"I've got a few more techniques that I could show ya, but only if you're interested"

"Oh I'm very interested."

"Excellent. When do you get back from your trip?"

"I fly in next week. Are you free on Wednesday?"

Well, what are the chances with that. Wednesday just so happened to be my birthday. And better yet, I really was completely available. Without hesitating, I locked in our plans.

"I'm more than free on Wednesday. It also happens to be my birthday!"

"Is that so? That's a perfect reason to continue our celebrations."

"Are we going to be in the back of your SUV again?"

"No, we'll be much more comfortable at my place."

Our conversation lasted for a little while longer. After sharing a few more flirtatious sweet nothings, we went our separate digital ways. It was late, but I was suddenly wide awake. My mind was racing, analyzing the sudden conversation with Alice. I thought that she had forgotten about me, and yet she was the one asking for another meeting. One thing was for certain, however. The wait for my birthday was going to feel like forever.

The week leading up to our next encounter was uneventful. We shared some more risqué conversations, which only added to the sense of anticipation. Slowly, the days would pass until Wednesday morning. I woke up and saw a message from Alice waiting for me.

"Good morning, stud. Happy Birthday"

"Thank you, cutie, good morning. I'm excited for tonight!"

"You should be, I have a special gift waiting for you."

"I can't wait to see it. Is there anything you want me to bring tonight?"

"Just yourself, and that wonderful cock of yours."

Her sweet talking had gotten progressively dirtier since our first conversation. It was a total turn on, seeing her lusting for me so greatly. Our first hookup was playing on repeat in my mind. I'd put on an even greater performance for this smokeshow of a woman. While I was fantasizing, she sends me a quick follow up.

"Actually, there is one more thing you should bring. I'm not on birth control, so make sure you get condoms. We're going to need them."

After reading this, my feelings became a mix of arousal and disappointment. I understood the risk of an unwanted pregnancy, but not getting to feel her intoxicating pussy firsthand would be a letdown. I'd have to settle for tasting her in other ways. I replied to her message in affirmation, and went about getting ready for work.

The work day came and went, it was as boring as it was enduring. I stopped at home and collected my things in preparation for this evening of passion. And then I was off. The drive to her place would be the last thirty minutes of waiting before getting my gift. Alice lived downtown, residing in a fifteenth floor apartment in a modest yet upscale skyscraper. I made a quick pitstop to pick up the rubbers, and before I knew it, I was parked outside her building. I sent her a text, notifying her of my arrival. Alice told me to speak with the attendant at the front desk, and that she would let me in.

As far as I knew, none of our mutual acquaintances lived in this building. But, discretion was still key here, so my ascent to her apartment would need to remain a secret. The elevator rose, my heart racing faster with each passing floor. Finally, I reach her floor, walk down the hall, and stand in front of her door. Taking one last deep breath, I knock away.

Alice answered the door, revealing a spectacle I remember to this day. She wore a white silky bath robe, barely containing her egregiously sexy curves. Her long, fit legs were covered in black thigh high fishnet stockings. I break my gaze on her awesome figure and gaze into her eyes. I notice that her lips are coated in a bright red lipstick, curled up into a seductive smile. I stood there, taking in the sight, mesmerized by the raw sex appeal displayed before me. Alice snapped me out of my daze saying,

"Like what you see, young man?"

"More than you know, Alice."

She takes my hand and leads me through the doorway. I glance around her apartment, impressed with the combo of sleek and comfy furnishings. She sits me down at the table in her combined kitchen and dining room. A bottle of red wine on ice rested there, with two empty glasses waiting to be filled. Alice takes the initiative,

"We should have a toast, before the main course."

Detecting her innuendo, I accept. We pour our glasses and raise them. She continues,

"To the birthday boy, making this old lady happy."

We cheer, and clink our glasses together. I sip the wine, calming my nerves ever so slightly. After the drink I say to Alice,

"This wine is delicious, thank you for such a fine gift."

She snaps back,

"You're very welcome, but the wine isn't your present..."

She pauses for six seductive seconds,

"I am"

A shiver rolls down my spine. I can't resist the urge any more. I pounce forward and kiss her deeply, passionately, furiously. We embrace in earnest, trying to make up for all the time passed since the night of the wedding. But, suddenly, Alice breaks away. She asks me pensively,

"Should we really be doing this? I'm an old lady and you're still so young."

I reply with force,

"Alice, you are so beautiful. Any man would be crazy to not want, no, desire, you now."

"You are so incredibly sweet. If you desire me this much, then claim your birthday gift. Have your way with me, I'll do almost anything you ask."

Hearing this triggered an intense, instinctual, response within me. I would take this woman as my own, if only for this night. I considered for only a moment how I wanted to first enjoy my birthday present. I quickly decided on sampling something that I had missed on our first encounter. I command her,

"Alice, you're all mine. I want you to wrap those luscious red lips around my cock."

Without word or hesitation, Alice drops down to her knees, wraps her hands around my pants' waistband, and lowers them. As my pants and underwear fall, my already rock hard erection comes jutting out. Alice gasps,

"Oh my God, were you always this big? I'm surprised you fit in me."

It dawns on me that we never really got a good long look at each other while doing the deed. The SUV was extra dark, and our drunkenness at the time fogged our memories somewhat. I was determined to burn this image into my memory, the erotic sight of Alice on her knees in front of me, grasping my cock in awe.

She looks me in the eye as she moves her mouth to the base of my penis. My shaft reached up her face, well past her eyebrows. Alice rolls out her tongue, placing it at the bottom of my shaft. She licks it, sensually sliding her tongue slowly from the base up to the head. She purses her mouth and gives a small peck of a kiss to the tip, granting me satisfaction for having conquered both of her sets of lips. Alice then opens her mouth wider, slowly taking my throbbing cock into her. She bobs her head up and down, slowly at first. She strokes the bottom of my cock while her tongue runs laps around my upper shaft and head. Not satisfied just yet, I order her again,

"No hands!"

She nods slightly, immediately releasing her grasp. I place my hand on the side of her head, guiding myself deeper. As I reach further and further, a familiar sensation graces my cock. I feel my glans rub against a narrow passage, deep in the back of her throat. She chokes and gags as I prod he tonsils. I loosen my grip for now, and guide her head up and down the length of my shaft. As she performs her service, she rubs herself. I can see that she is already wet. Her technique was incredible, desperately trying to coax the cum out of my swollen balls. Before I would let that happen, I had to penetrate this vixen's throat to the fullest. I push her face down, forcefully ramming into her throat. She gags and coughs again, with more force this time. I issue another command,

"Take it, all of it."

She looks up at me again, nodding slowly this time. I grab the other side of her face with my free hand, taking a firm grasp of her. I feel Alice tense up at first, and then relax. She was ready. I guide my member into her throat, past her tonsils, and right into he esophagus. She gags some more, but does not falter. We start to move again, thrusting back and forth. We continue for several more repetitions before she breaks free and relinquishes my dick. Alice gasps for air, with spit and precum coating my cock and her chin. I say to her,

"Good girl, now lets go to the bedroom."

Alice stands up, her face red and panting. We go to her bedroom, and I lay her down on her bed. She looks up at me with lust in her eyes, unable to wait any further. She asks me,

"You have the condoms, right?"

I nod, procuring the pack. I open the box and remove the first of the three rubbers and toss it to her. I say,

"Put it on for me, will ya?"

Alice obliges, holding the condom in her mouth. She bites it slowly, peeling away the wrapper and revealing the rubber in full. She slowly strokes my cock as she slides it on. I place her in missionary, sliding her bathrobe apart, revealing what's underneath. Her bountiful chest was contained by a black lace bra, matching her fishnet stockings. Totally enthralled by the display before me, I slide my cock into her pussy, finally feeling its tightness and warmth again.

Wearing the condom was a blessing in disguise. Ever since our first text conversation, I hadn't been with anyone else, or masturbated, for that matter. That left me feeling extra sensitive. The protective rubber would be my salvation, letting me last longer than I should have. I push into her in missionary, this time taking in the full sight. I smile, remembering her in the same position that I took her in the first time. Foregoing the slow build up, I ram into her pussy right right away. My dick is like a piston, churning her insides with intent. The sloshing of juices and clapping of our bodies together made me drunk with lust. I fucked her fast and hard, then long and deep, alternating between the pattern. Alice was quivering and shaking, on the verge of climax. She starts screaming, having no inhibition or intention of staying quiet,

"I'm cumming, oh fuck I'm cumming!"

"Tonight, your body is my canvas!"

"It's all yours, baby! Give me your cum!"

After hearing her pledge, I can no longer resist my own climax. I pull out, rip the condom off, and stroke myself as I finish. My semen erupts from my cock, shooting from our hips up to Alice's face. The first pulse lands square on her forehead, the second landing on her chin. My discharges continue, coating my cum across her boobs and stomach. My breathing begins to regulate, as I take in the sight of my cream covered creation. Alice, having recovered from her orgasm, says,

"Oh my God, that is a lot of cum. I take it you liked your gift?"

"Who said I'm finished playing with my toy?"

Alice was shocked by my comment, she surely didn't expect me to continue. My cock was still at full mast, just itching to delve back inside her. I rip open the second condom, and slide it on. I pick her up, flip her over, and gaze at her glorious booty. I issue my next command to Alice,

"Stick your ass up and arch your back."

She complies, and I take my prize for the second time. I slide my cock in again, guiding it deep into her pussy. I appreciate the change of shape, this new position stimulating new parts of her vagina. I scrape my cock against her inner walls, getting yelps of pleasure out of Alice. I ramped up the speed, mesmerized by her ass cheeks bouncing furiously against my hips. We get into a rhythm, with me bucking forward as she throws her booty back into me. I raise my right hand and slap her ass, letting out a long ringing clap. Alice moans with ecstasy and shouts out,

"Harder!"

I slap her harder yet, smacks sounding off in tempo with my thrusts. Then, I reach forward with my left hand, grabbing a fist full of her long, blonde, gorgeous hair. Alice screams out again,

"Oh God, yes!"

She's on the verge of another climax, and so am I. My tempo ramps up again, feeling my balls tense up for the second time this evening. Like before, I thrust and thrust until I can't resist. I pull out once more, removing the rubber with haste. I cum again, spraying the remains of my load across her lower back and booty. I must have channeled Picasso himself, for my masterpiece was perfect. Alice comes down from her second climax, this time totally drained of energy. I lay down next to her and say,

"I'm still not done with you, but I have to take a quick break."

I tell Alice to take off the rest of her cloths, and sleep with me in her own birthday suit. She obliges, giving me a short yet enticing strip tease. She takes a towel and washes herself, removing my high effort painting from her sexy body. I then summon her to bed, and we rest together, big and little spoon combined as one. We whisper sweet nothings to each other as we giggle underneath her bed sheets. Our vigor returns slowly, and I start to get hard again rubbing up against her divine behind. Alice asks me,

"Ready for another round, young man?"

"This time, I'll be gentle."

"Your wish is my command, young man."

She really seemed to like that nickname for me. I didn't mind it, as it added to the taboo nature of our relation. While still under the sheets, Alice climbed over on top of me. We embraced again, this time with passion instead of lust. She strokes my cock gingerly while we make out, making me harder and harder. She grabs the last condom and opens it. She slides it over my penis saying tenderly,

"This is the last one, lets make it count."

She slowly lowers her hips down, taking my cock once more into her magnificent pussy. I feel her tighten and contract around me, enticing me to continue. This time, we fuck slowly, sensually. Alice's cervix was sore from the ravaging she had just endured, so a slow and sensual final session was in order. The sheets trapped in our body heat, bringing us both back to a sweat. We were animalistic and primal, reveling in each other's bodies. We embraced again, our lips locked as our hips collided. I begin to pant along with her, both of us recognizing the coming conclusion. With our eyes locked, we bring up the pace. My hips crash into hers, while the tip of my glans massages the entrance of her womb through its rubber barrier.

With a final push, we reach climax for the third and final time, grunting and moaning in unison. The remains of my semen collide with the condom, inflating it like a small balloon. I felt a little sad, knowing my brave swimmers wouldn't be finding their goal tonight. Alice kisses me again and then mentions to me in her signature seductive tone,

"I have just one more gift for you tonight."

She winks and reaches back down for my cock. She slowly, gracefully, slides the condom off of my penis. What she does next is burned into my mind until the end of time. She hoists it above her outstretched tongue, and slides her fingers across it like a tube of toothpaste. My semen slides out, landing ever so softly on her tongue. With a final gulp, she swallows my last load, and smiles at me. I say to her,

"This has been the best birthday I've ever had."

"I was glad to be of service to you, babe."

We give each other another kiss, and begin to clean up. After a quick wash, we return to bed and drift off to sleep, happy with the nights events. I must be the luckiest man on the planet, having taken this wonderful woman for a night of pleasure. But, I knew that I wasn't finished with Alice. There was more I still wanted, no, needed to do.

This story ended up being longer than I expected. But, I didn't want to leave out any of the juicy details. I do have more stories with Alice, if you all want to hear em, let me know. Again, I'll answer more questions in the comments. Thank you for reading!