A Book Signing

A Book Signing by lundenlover

To date the most memorable happening in my life occurred one night in April

1997. Joan Lunden was at the local Borders doing a book signing for her

newest book, “Healthy Living”. Being a big Joan Lunden fan (my friends say I

‘m obsessed with her) since I was 13, I of course went to the Borders. When

I arrived at the bookstore I was surprised to see that the majority of the

people buying the book and waiting to get it signed were men. While I stood

in line with the others I found myself starring at Joan and imagining (as I

so often do) how wonderful it would be to have sex with her. When
I got up

to the table where she was signing books with that flirty smile of hers

plastered on her beautiful face my cock was twitching and thumping in my

shorts. I handed her the book and she asked what I wanted her to sign. I

told her to make it something special. Joan looked me in the eye and I

thought I saw a twinkle there of something much more than appreciation for

my buying her book. Joan signed the book, then reached over and wrote

something on a slip of paper that she stuck inside the front cover as she

handed the book back to me.

I was so aroused at seeing Joan and being so close to her that I now had an

urgent need to cum. I hurried to the men’s room and into a stall. It was

apparent that others had also been aroused by Joan. The stall I went into

had cum splattered on the toilet seat and from the sounds being made by the

guy in the next stall it was obvious that he was masturbating. I couldn’t

concern myself with others, my cock was drooling precum and my balls were

ready to burst. I quickly pulled out my cock and gave it only a few strokes

before I shot a load into the tissue I was holding over the erupting

cockhead. I sighed with relief, it felt so damned good.

As I walked out of the bookstore I remembered that Joan had placed a slip of

paper in the book. I opened the book and found the paper on which she had

written, “Come to the Marriott – suite 950 in an hour. Joan”. Wow! Was this

some kind of sick joke on her part? I didn’t know but exactly an hour later

I knocked firmly on the door of suite 950.

The door swung open seconds later and there stood Joan Lunden, the woman of

my dreams. She pulled me by the arm into the suite, closing the door behind

us and locking it. “I just got here. Make yourself at home. I’m going to put

on something more comfortable.”

I sat on the couch and mentally pinched myself to ensure I wasn’t dreaming.

I was in an envious situation. A situation that most men in America would

give their left nut to be in – alone with morning TV’s sexiest hostess, Joan


In a few minutes Joan came back into the room. She looked elegant in a

black, full length, silk robe and a pair of black-heeled slippers. As she

casually sauntered towards me the front of the robe briefly flapped open

with each step, giving me a teasing glimpse of her full firm thighs and

shapely legs. “I’m so glad that you came. This book tour has kept me so busy

that I haven’t had time to have fun with handsome young men such as

yourself,” she said as she sat down next to me. I was having a difficult

time getting used to the fact that I was alone with Joan Lunden. So I was a

bit tense. Joan sensed my tension. “Relax,” she purred into my ear. She then

wrapped an arm around my neck and kissed me with a wide-open mouth. She

shoved her tongue down my throat till I thought I would choke on it. When

she broke the kiss, she reached down and fondled the bulge in my pants. She

looked me in the eye and said, ” I want to suck your cock and taste your


She pulled down my zipper and her fingers reached in through the fly and

deftly pulled out my hard, throbbing cock. She let out a seductive sigh as

she hungrily starred at my cock, which was proudly standing out from its

nest of dark hair. She pursed her lips and kissed the cockhead. Joan giggled

when I inhaled sharply and told me to relax.

She moved down to the floor and positioned herself between my legs. She

reached up and undid my belt and the button on the front of my pants until

they were completely open. I lifted my ass off the couch and Joan pulled my

pants and boxers off, giving her full access to my crotch. She took my

twitching cock in her hand while she licked my balls. After bathing them in

her salvia she began to slowly lick up and down the rock hard shaft like a

child with a lollipop. She paused now and then to kiss it with sucking

kisses and to gently press the tip of her teeth into the heated firmness. I

was moaning and groaning as she worked her way to the swollen cockhead. She

lightly swirled her tongue all around the head. My moaning and groaning grew

louder when she stabbed the tip of her pointy tongue again and again into

the little hole on its tip. When Joan took my entire cock into her mouth

her nose bumped into my groin and nestled into the pubic hair. She held me

in her mouth for a few seconds before beginning to bob her head up and down

on my cock. Joan was sucking so hard that her cheeks quivered. Looking down

and seeing Joan Lunden’s beautiful face going to town on my cock along with

her intense sucking was enough to make me shoot my load. Each spasm of my

cock sent a jet of thick hot cum into her willing mouth. She hummed happily

as she sucked me off, swallowing quickly so as to keep every drop from

leaving her mouth. After 8 or 9 spurts, each accompanied by a groan from me

and a grunt of happiness from her, my orgasm subsided. Joan continued the

pleasurable sucking action until my cock shriveled to nothing. Only then did

she sit up and let the shriveled mass of cockmeat plop out of her mouth. She

had a pleased look on her face as she licked the remnants of cum off her

lips. I had a sheepish grin on my face, embarrassed at cumming so quickly.

Joan moved up to sit beside me. She raised her hand to my face and ran a

finger along my cheek as she whispered, “Now do me.”

I still couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I just go a fantastic

blowjob from Joan Lunden, one of the most lusted for woman on TV, and now

she was asking ME to give her head. As I knelt between her gorgeous legs I

could smell her strong cunt odor as it wafted up to tickle my nostrils,

adding to my already insane hunger for her. Joan lifted her legs and placed

them over my shoulders, fully exposing her full lipped, cleanly shaven pussy

to me. Without hesitation I buried my face into her succulent pussy flesh

and went at her like a starving man at a gourmet buffet. Squealing in

delight, Joan moved her hips, rotating in small, tight circles against my

face. As her orgasm neared she brought her luscious thighs together,

embracing me in their warmth. Then screaming in pleasure she exploded a hot,

sweet tasting load of gooey juice onto my tongue and all over my face. When

her last tingles subsided she pushed my head back with a satisfied sigh. She

looked at me and giggled. “You should see yourself. My juices are smeared

all over your face.” Joan got on her knees, took my face in her hands and

licked her juices off my face. Then she pushed me backwards, laid on top of

me and kissed me with a wide-open mouth. We passionately kissed, sharing

rivers of each other’s salvia. While our tongues dueled, I could feel blood

rushing to my cock, engorging it to a full hard on. When Joan felt my hard

cock pressing against her stomach she sat up and said, “I need to have your

cock in me!”

She then positioned herself over me until her hungry pussy was poised right

over my pulsating cock. She grasped it and centered its head into the slot

of her pussy. Then inch-by-inch she slowly lowered herself down the length

of my stiff rod until the cockhead was as deep as it could reach into her

“love hole” and her pelvic bone pressed tightly against mine. For a

46-year-old woman that has given birth to 3 children, Joan has an amazingly

tight and wet pussy. Joan rubbed her beautiful breasts as she thrilled to

the feel of my meaty erection inside her. I stared into her brown eyes and

saw ecstasy reflected in them. Joan began to fuck me, ever so slowly,

lifting her cunt away from me almost imperceptibly, so the lips clung to my

shaft, like the lips of a mouth sucking. Then, when her cunt was around the

head, she lowered herself again and ground her swollen clit against me. The

tightness of her pussy considerably heightened the pleasurable sensations I

was experiencing. Erotic chills were running throughout my body as she

continued to slowly slide up and down with a rapturous lack of haste,

savoring every thick inch of my stiff shaft, stopping every once in awhile

to squeeze with little contractions of her inner cunt lips. (In all the

times in my young life that I’ve fucked no woman has ever worked her cunt

muscles like Joan. She was great! Fantastic!!) After several minutes of

fucking me, Joan stopped. She clamped her pussy tight as a vise around my

cock, leaned back and rocked back and forth on top of me. She loudly moaned

and shuddered through a series of mini orgasms covering my cock with her

slimy juices.

When Joan began fucking me again she plunged her hips up and down wildly. I

in turn pumped my cock up into her meeting every down thrust. We were going

at it so fast and hard that her cunt made lewd, sloshing, suctioning noises.

Joan was sweating from her exertions, the sweet dripping down onto my chest.

Her breathing and moaning grew to convulsive proportions. She arched her

back, threw her head back and was overwhelmed by a monstrous orgasm. She was

creaming so furiously that her juices were literally flowing out of her.

Just as she reached her frenzied climax I reached the same peak. I held my

cock deep in her as I exploded within her, spewing my hot creamy cum into

her spasming pussy. We seemed to stay on that high forever, although it was

really only 2 or 3 minutes of sheer sexual bliss.

Once the tremors of our orgasms subsided I expected Joan to dismount me and

send me on my way ending my role as her boy toy for the night. However, that

was not the case.

Joan squirmed playfully on top of me and clenched her talented cunt muscles

around my limp cock. She giggled softly as her pussy squeezed, twitched and

pulsed around my love pole. As her pussy worked its magic on my cock my

hands roamed freely over her shapely, sweat covered body fondling and

groping, rubbing and caressing. It wasn’t long before I was hard again my

cock twitching and flexing inside of her. Joan looked at me with a

triumphant look on her beautiful face and said, “I want you to fuck my ass.”

She got off of me, as she did the mixed products of our orgasms oozed out

and dripped down her luscious inner thighs.

Joan got on her elbows and knees. Her plump well-rounded ass was shamelessly

sticking up into the air. I got a glimpse of her pretty brown asshole,

nestled deeply within her firm buttocks. She looked like a beautiful animal.

I arranged myself behind her, guiding my cock to her asshole. She let out a

moan of delightful expectation when she felt the cockhead pushing at the

puckered orifice of her ass. Her sphincter opened without any trouble when I

pushed my hips forward easing my cockhead into her. Once the head popped

through the constricted ring I worked the rest of my shaft into the confines

of her asshole until I was fully embedded in that pleasantly tight hole. I

started pumping, taking short, quick strokes. Joan bounced her ass back at

me with every thrust. I gradually increased my pace, until I was pumping

away with a fierce intensity. Joan was fingering her pussy. All too soon I

felt the familiar loss of control coming over me. When her sphincter

clinched my cock in a death grip it was more than I could take. My cock

pulsed and exploded deep inside her asshole filling her enema like with hot

thick cream. Her body shuddered and she screamed in ecstasy as her orgasm

jolted through her. We became a climatic mass of flesh and bone.

After I pulled my deflated cock out of Joan’s cum flooded asshole, I flopped

down next to her. I’m not ashamed to admit that I was totally exhausted. The

tabloids were right when they described Joan Lunden as having an insatiable

appetite for sex.

I never thought that going to a book signing would lead to a night of

incredible sex with the book author. It is a night that I will never forget.

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