The Medallion Part 5

The Medallion (Part 5)

Mike sat in his lounge two days after he'd fucked Carol Fielding. It had been a welcome and pleasant diversion, but what he really wanted was to get his cock into his neighbour, Hazel Evans. Over the last week, he'd got her to do pretty well everything else but he'd saved the best till last. The previous night, Hazel had had one of her regular male visitors and Mike had decided to use the fact test out another theory about his new found powers. He picked up the phone and dialled her number. After three rings, he heard her voice on the other end of the line. ?Hello.? Mike took a deep breath and took a big chance. ?I noticed that you had a visitor last night,? he said, ?I'd love it if you came round and told me just what you got up to with him.? He held his breath again, waiting for her to slam the phone down but she didn't. Mike breathed a sigh of relief as she replied. ?Okay, I'll be right round.? ?Not right now,? Mike said, ?leave it till later this evening and put the same clothes on that you wore last night.? ?Okay.? came the reply, ?Will seven thirty do?? Mike agreed to the time and hung up the phone.

Six thirty found Mike in the shower, preparing for Hazel's visit. His cock was already hard as he thought of what was to come. The warm water washed over him as he gently stroked his raging erection. ?No,? he said out loud, ?there'll be plenty of time for that later. He towelled himself off and made his way into the bedroom. He normally wore boxers, but as tonight would be special, he decided to put something special on. He opened his underwear drawer and rummaged around in it. There was plenty of choice. Jockey shorts, boxers, tight and loose and an assortment of more revealing posing pouches and thongs. He settled on a black satin posing pouch, that at the moment didn't even hide his whole cock. He was so hard that his knob was poking out above it. He smiled as he flicked the tip with his finger. He put on his kimono style dressing gown and went back into the lounge to wait for Hazel's arrival.

At seven thirty sharp, he saw her walk past his kitchen window and seconds later there was a knock at the door. He went into the hallway and opened it. His cock twitched under his dressing gown as he took in the sight before him. Hazel was wearing the same satin robe that she'd worn the morning he'd shared her bed but straight away, he saw that unlike that morning, she wasn't naked under it. As she stepped through the door, and her robe briefly opened, he could see that she was wearing stockings under it as he caught a glimpse of the lacy top of one of them. He showed her into the lounge, where he had already turned off the main lights, leaving just the corner lamp standard on. This gave the room a nice warm glow. Hazel sat on the couch and crossed one leg over the other. As she did, her robe slipped off her knee and she did nothing to adjust it. Mike could now see that she was indeed wearing stocking, black ones with a delicate lace top. Hazel really knew how to dress to impress a man and Mike was suitably impressed.

?Well, did you have fun with your friend last night,? Mike said, already knowing the answer. A dreamy look came into Hazel's eyes and she smiled. ?Oh yes,? she said, ?I always do when David visits.? Mike untied the belt around his robe. ?Does he have a cock as big as this, he said, as he pulled the front of his robe open. His cock was now fully hard and his knob was poking up above the top of his skimpy undies. Hazel smiled as Mike pushed his hips upwards, accentuating his erection. Hazel smiled. ?Mmmm nice undies,? she said as she reached out and put her finger on the drop of pre-cum that had formed at the eye of Mike's knob. She put her finger to her lips and ran the tip of her tongue over it. ?Mmm, that's tasty,? she said. ?Did you taste David?? Mike asked. ?What do you think,? Hazel laughed. ?Did he taste as good as me?? Mike said as he ran his thumb up the underside of his shaft, forcing another bead of pre-cum from his knob. ?Mmm, I can't really remember,? Hazel said, as she lowered her head into Mike's lap. ?I'll have to refresh my memory.?

Her words were cut off as Mike felt her warm, wet lips slide over his knob. He groaned softly as her tongue washed over it, sucking the shiny natural lubricant off it. Hazel was just getting into her rhythm, when Mike eased her head up. She looked surprised and was about to ask him what was wrong, when he reached over and pulled the tie belt on her robe. As it fell open he gasped. He had expected to find black lingerie under the black robe, but instead Hazel was wearing a dazzling white satin basque with matching white panties. The top barely held her full breasts and her cleavage looked magnificent.

He slid a hand between her legs and cupped her satin covered cunt lips, running a finger up the outline of the slit between her lips. Hazel began to groan as he slid his finger up and down the crevice and he could feel the crotch of her panties getting wetter by the second. Now her hips were rising and falling in time with his probing finger and her groans were getting louder. With his thumb, he eased her panties aside and began to run his finger between her, now fully exposed cunt lips. Hazel groaned as he slid first on then a second finger inside her and began finger fucking her fast and hard. Hazel was fast approaching yet another orgasm and Mike could sense it. He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down over her knees and dragged them off over her feet. Once they were gone, he took her hand and pulled her to her feet, pulling her round to the end of the couch. This was going to be it, he would finally get his cock inside her. He pushed her forwards over the arm of the couch and groaned as he looked at her tanned ass with the white suspender straps stretched across it. He stroked his rigid cock as he ran his other hand across it, running two fingers down through the crack of her ass cheeks. Hazel shuddered as they brushed the wrinkled skin surrounding her rear entrance but he continued on past it, over her wet cunt and onto her clit. Hazel gave out with a little shriek as he pushed his thumb into her soaking hole and pushed back on it. Mike began to massage her clit as he rotated his thumb inside her.

?Are you cumming Hazel?? he asked as he continued to stimulate her clit and inner walls. ?Oh yes, Mike, yes,? she moaned. Mike pulled his hand from between her legs and gripped his cock, guiding it between the cheeks of her ass. He was tempted to push forward when he felt his knob pass over her ass hole, but he fought the temptation, he'd save that for another day. He continued until he felt her hot wet cunt lips on the tip of his knob. Instead of sliding into her, he carried on till his shaft was under her clit then reached under and pushed it upwards, crushing the throbbing bud against her. With his and still in position, he began sliding his shaft back and forth, pressing the thick veins against it. Hazel was groaning loudly now. ?Fuck me Mike, fuck me.?

Those were the words Mike was waiting to hear and he pulled his hand from between her legs and moved back slightly, aiming his knob her hot, wet opening. With one swift movement of his hips he was inside her and Hazel cried out as his long thick cock filled her cunt. Mike reached down and took an ass cheek in each hand as he began to pound his cock into her. The heavy couch was actually moving across the floor as he hammered his cock harder and harder into her. ?I'm cumming Mike, I'm cumming,? Hazel yelled, ?fuck me fuck me. Fuck me harder.? Mike did as she asked and slammed his cock into her one more time. He gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her tight against him as his cock exploded inside her. Jet after jet of his thick creamy cumm flooded her cunt and Hazel's own juices mixed with it as she came at the exact same moment. Mike kept hammering his cock into her until his balls were empty and he had given all he had to give and Hazel's orgasm had died away. He stepped back and looked at Hazel's stretched hole with his cum oozing out of it. He watched it as it trickled down her inner thighs and smiled.

He pulled his robe around him and tied the belt. ?Stay just like that for ten minutes,? he said, as he turned towards the door. Checking that there was no-one about he went back to his own flat and took the medallion from round his neck and dropped it into the drawer. Five minutes later the effects of the medallion wore off and, in her own flat, Hazel got up from over the arm of the couch.