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Sarah managed to gasp out a pleading in response, “Ahhh… Yes! Ahhh… Ahhh… P…please, do it! M… make me cum! F… fuck me h…harder!”
Suddenly, Jack pulled back and withdrew his cock until the tip rested against her swollen pussy lips. He moaned and as he held his cock poised at her opening, and then drove it back into her, the impact of his hips against her mons causing her whole body to shake as the engorged head drove deep into her belly. Sarah felt an intense orgasm erupt deep between her thighs and she bucked against his hips, driving his cock even deeper as she came hard around him.
Sarah felt his massive steel shaft swell as her cunt muscles spasmed along its length. Her hips rose to meet his final thrust as he took aim at her womanhood.
“Oh God, baby… I’m cumming! Feel me cum in your tight pussy!” he shouted as Sarah’s whole body shuddered with her own orgasm and writhed beneath his hands as he arched his back, pulled her cunt tight to his crotch and launched stream after stream of steaming hot cum deep inside her throbbing pussy.
His eruption filled her and began to trickle out of her pussy around the massive shaft. Thrusting one last time against her to make sure every last drop of his cum was inside her cunt, Jack moved one hand up to caress the smooth skin of her belly. He enjoy fucking his cousin, he decided, stroking his tongue along her sweaty neck and nibbling on her ear as her body trembled and took all of him deep inside.
As they both regained their breath, Jack lifted Sarah off the edge of the counter, his still-hard cock remaining embedded deep inside her. She slumped against his chest as he carried her into the living room, where he grabbed a couple of large pillows from the sofa, and lowered her to rest on the soft carpet. One of the pillows, he placed under her hips and the other went beneath her head. When he had her positioned, he raised her legs to give him better access and began pumping into her again, each stroke penetrating deeper and deeper. He pinned her arms above her head and kissed her. Oblivious to anything other than the orgasmic sensations that filled her body, Sarah opened her mouth to his advances, allowing his tongue to tease hers.
His lips moved slowly on to her cheeks and neck, before traveling to cover her mouth once more. His tongue plunged inside to wrestle with hers. As his cock filled her, he displaced some of their cum which oozed down her legs, forming a puddle under her ass cheeks and staining the pillow beneath her.
Jack’s hips rose and fell as he slammed into her, each stroke feeling like a hammer blow to Sarah as he drove his massive cock into her. Moan after moan escaped from her lips as she felt the rising tightness inside her, announcing that she was on the brink of another orgasm.
“Ahhh…..Ahhh……Ahhh……Ahhh,” Sarah steadily chanted in time with his strokes. She laid her head back on the pillow, but her hands moved to grasp his muscular arms as she strained against him. Her hips bucked to meet his thrusts as she took his thick maleness deep inside her steaming cunt. His balls slapped softly against her ass with each down stroke. Sarah felt herself tense then cry out with another intense orgasm.
“Ahhh, Sarah, I’m gonna to fuck your tight pussy all night,” he grunted as he paused to savor the feeling of her tight cunt as he rotated his cock inside her. He began humping her harder, his hips pistoning in and out like a jackhammer. Without warning, Jack rolled over and Sarah suddenly found herself on top, riding his engorged mount. His large, calloused hands surrounded her narrow waist as he ordered her to begin fucking his shaft.
The feeling of her tight pussy being stretched by his massive cock made her body tremble as her body impaled itself on his maleness. She cried out with the intense pleasure as he moved inside her, “Uhhh… Uhhh, Ohhh, Jaack… ahhh! You… you’re so h… hard, so b… big inside me!”
Jack’s hands traveled up her sweat sheened body, and cupped her breasts as they rose and fell in time with her movement on his shaft. He mauled her tits, squeezing them and rolling the aroused tips between his fingers before grasping her soft shoulders, pulling her down for another deep kiss. He leaned up and whispered in her ear, “Your pussy is so hot, Sarah. I knew we could be more than just “kissing cousins”. You’re such a good fuck.” He kissed her neck, sucking until he left his bright red brand on her sensitive skin.
Slowly his kisses traveled from her neck down her shoulder and finally back to her tits. His tongue flicked against one taut nipple, and she jumped as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. Her breathing grew shallow as he nursed each tit in turn, driving her intensely aroused body to the brink of another massive orgasm. Just before she was ready to cum, his mouth moved to kiss its way back up to her lips. He buried his hand in her long blonde hair, and pulled her head down to explore the warmth of her mouth with his tongue.
As he kissed her, his fingers began to trace the lines of her smooth, soft body. His mouth left hers and he whispered in her ear, “Do you like having me fuck you, Sarah? Tell me you want me to fuck you some more.”
Sarah gasped for breath as she tried to answer, “Uhhh…Y… yes, fuck me more! It feels so… uhhhhhh, so g… good!” She whimpered as he suddenly raised her off his cock and sat up, “Uhhh, Jack, p… please don’t stop!”
He turned her to face away from him, and then settled in to kneel between her spread legs. His right fingers dipped between her legs to spread her pussy lips as he prepared her waiting passage to accept him once again. He guided his cock to press against the swollen pink folds of her womanhood, then both hands moved to grasp her hips as he buried himself all the way inside her quivering body.
“Ohhh… your cock is sooo big…oh nossa,” Sarah moaned as her cousin began to piston in and out of her throbbing sheath. The feeling of his muscular body crashing against her softer flesh as he drove in and out of her pussy sent her over the edge. As her climax overwhelmed her, Sarah cried out, “Ohhh yes!! Oh, oh yes, d… don’t stop! Ohhh, I want your c… cock inside me! Fuck me, Jack! Uhhhh, fuck me h… harder! Oh, oh, oh, Ohhh… I’m… I’m cumming! Ohhh, please fuck me harder!”
Sweat dripped from Jack’s body, mingling with the sheen of sweat that covered Sarah’s back as he pounded in and out of her. He was moaning in time with her now as his pace increased. He turned her head and kissed her deeply, the soft pressure of his tongue invading her mouth as he frenched her for several minutes while fucking her from behind.
“Now I’m going to fuck your ass, Sarah,” He whispered in her ear softly as one hand moved to fondle her breast.
He slid his cock from her pussy and pressed the large head against her ass as he prepared to enter her back door. It felt so hard and thick against her sensitive skin. Sarah just moaned as her orgasm addled mind tried to relax for this new penetration. His hands parted her cheeks as his huge cock-head touched her tight asshole.
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Sarah’s back arched as he pressed his massive cock into her tight ass. She bit her lower lip as he pushed most of the way inside, then began slowly pumping his hips back and forth against her.
“Ohhh…you are tight Sarah!” he groaned as he fucked her, slowly at first to give her a chance to get used to his girth. Jack slowly pulled out and then thrust back in quickly. Sarah’s breasts swayed back and forth as he slowly increased the speed of his thrusts. The pain of his initial penetration subsided and her pussy began to tingle as a new orgasm began to grow between her legs.
Jack grabbed a hold of her long, blonde hair and Sarah bent herself further down to give him a better target for his powerful thrusts. Reaching between her legs, his fingers found her clit and his thumb rasped across the swollen nub while his fingers fucked her soaking wet cunt.
“Ohhh… ohhh… Ahhh, nossa!” Sarah moaned as his hard thick cock drove in and out of her ass. She cried out as her climax erupted as he finger-fucked her in time with his thrusts. “Ohhh… harder… fuck me… harder!”
With one final thrust he stopped himself before he could begin to shoot his seed inside her ass. They both collapsed onto the floor, his muscular body pressing hers into the carpet. Jack slowly pulled his cock out of Sarah’s ass, rose to his knees and pulled her up to kneel in front of him. He made her straddle his thighs facing him, and instructed her to take his cock in her small hands and aim it at her snatch. With his hands around her narrow waist, he raised her up until she had the thick head of his cock poised against her pink, swollen folds. “Put it inside you, Sarah,” he commanded.
Sarah obeyed, parting her legs wider as she slid down his thick rod, filling herself with his manhood. He began moving inside her, his steel rod splitting her pussy again and again as she rose and fell against him. His cock was so big and hard. She could feel it throb deep inside her body as it pistoned in and out.
His hands encircled her waist as he hammered into her pussy. She saw his gaze fix on her breasts as they bounced in time with their love-making. His hands moved over the smooth skin of her flat belly, his fingers stroking the soft, flushed skin as his thumbs played with her navel. His mouth captured one nipple and then the other, suckling them to hard peaks, before moving to trace the faint scar that ran between her breasts.
Sarah gasped as he licked and sucked the sensitive skin in the hollow of her throat. Her hands moved to the back of his head, urging him to continue. He paused inside her as he kissed her neck, then moved to trace her shoulder and throat with his tongue before moving on to french her waiting mouth.
As they kissed, Jack slowly withdrew his cock from her tight channel, and held it just outside her swollen folds. Sarah’s hips thrust against him, searching for the massive tool she needed to fill her throbbing cunt with. Her hands grasped his waist and she pleaded with him, “Uhhh, Please put it in me…! Please… m… make… l… love to me, Jack! Ahhh, Fuck my pussy!"
With one quick thrust, Jack buried his manhood all the way inside her throbbing womanhood. His cock bottomed out deep inside her, causing her to gasp as she was being completely filled by him. He lowered her back to the floor as he prepared to give her one final fuck.
Sarah’s legs rose to wrap around her cousin’s waist as his shaft slowly pistoned in and out. Her ass rose and fell to meet his thrusts as he fucked her tight pussy. His hands engulfed her ample tits as he leaned in to kiss her. Sarah’s head rose to meet him as he French kissed her passionately. Her hands moved to grip his tight ass, and her fingernails dug into his skin as he fucked her harder and harder. His lips followed his hands to her breasts, capturing one aroused peak in his teeth. He nipped lightly at the hard tip, and then began to nurse it, sucking roughly. “Shit Sarah, your tits taste so good!” he murmured against the flushed skin. As he sucked on her tit, his massive tool crashed in and out of her pussy, the huge head crashing into her until it drove her to the edge of another her orgasm.
Sarah was hanging on for dear life as Jack’s thrusts increased in speed and intensity. She reached up and gripped his muscular hips as he hammered away at her dripping pussy. Each time he thrust inside her, she shuddered and moaned, swallowing hard as his movement became more urgent. She could feel her climax building deep between her quivering thighs, and also felt his cock beginning to swell as he approached his own orgasm.
Sarah was making whimpering sounds as he pounded her harder and harder. “Aaahh, ooohhhaaa,” she moaned as her cousin fucked her tight pussy. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, bending slightly to get more of his incredibly thick cock into her tight hole.
“Ah, fuck Sarah! Say it. Tell me you want me to fuck your tight pussy and cum inside you. Beg me to fill your hot little snatch with my cum!” Jack continued his fast hard fucking, knowing he would cum inside her soon. He grabbed her hair and tilted her head back, and then thrust his hips forward, shaking her tits as she continued to moan and tremble in his arms.
Sarah’s orgasm had long-since taken complete control of her body and mind as Jack’s huge maleness drove her from one climax to another. “Ahhh, uhhh, uhhh, P… please! Please…” Her voice trailed off as the hand at her belly reached down to finger her swollen clit.
“Please what, Sarah?”
“Please c… cum…
“You want me to cum in your pussy?”
“Oh, oh, yes, Ohhh yesss, ! Cum inside me! Make me cum! Please make love to me, Jack! Fuck my pussy Ahhh… fill me with your cum! Uhhh, your cock feels sooo good!”
Her pussy exploded in orgasm around his huge cock as it drove faster and faster inside her. Sarah’s naked body glistened with sweat and she gasped for breath as Jack pounded into her. Her breasts bounced beneath his frantic thrusts, as the rough fingers of his hand mauled their soft skin. Her head strained to toss back and forth as she obeyed his demands again, “Ooohhh, please, ooohhhaaahhh! Don’t stop! C… cum inside me.”
“Ahh! Shit, yes! You’re such a good fuck, Sarah!” he breathed in ecstasy, as he was engulfed by her moist heat.
Sarah bit her lip, trying not to scream each time he thrust into her, but finally cried out, “Oh, nossa!” as she spasmed and clutched at his wrists as he continued to fuck her harder and harder.
“How does it feel to have my big cock inside you, Sarah?” he grunted as he paused once again to grind against her. He could feel the thick head of his manhood plunge deep into her womb as he crashed against her.
Sarah could barely answer as she came around the steel shaft buried in her throbbing womanhood, “Uhhnn… ohhh…. It’s so big inside me!”
Jack lifted her right leg and rested it in the crook of his arm, then planted both hands around her narrow waist. Once he had repositioned her, he pulled his cock almost all the way out and held it at her opening for a second, teasing her. “Ready for the final fuck…?” he whispered.
“Ahhh… Y… yes! F… fuck me!” she pleaded desperately.
He suddenly slammed back into her and she cried out in ecstasy as his cock-head bottomed out deep inside her throbbing center. Then he again pounded into his 23 year old cousin like a jackhammer. Sarah’s breasts shook up and down as her hips met each of his powerful thrusts. Jack knew she was close again and changed his movements … rotating and grinding his hips against her ass, then just pounding into her fast and hard. Sarah spasmed as Jack continued to fuck her until he drove her toward a final orgasm.
Jack pulled her head back by her long, blonde hair and his tongue traced the muscles of her neck. He suckled her earlobe, and kissed her face before finding her open mouth and slipping his tongue inside to stroke hers. His free hand moved across her smooth belly, and then up to her swaying tits.
The 8 inch cock between her firm thighs continued to pound away at her pussy. Sarah moaned louder as she started to cum, crying, “Ooohhh, ooohhh, yes! Ooohhh fuck me! Harder… harder! Fuck my pussy!”
Jack pulled his mouth away from hers as he continued to drive his massively thick shaft into her. Finally, it was too much. Sarah’s cousin grabbed her hips and pressed her pussy tightly against his crotch. With one final thrust, he bucked between her widely spread legs one last time and planted his cum-shaft deep inside her womb.
“Oh God, Sarah… I’m cumming! Feel me cum in your tight pussy!” he shouted as her whole body shuddered with her own orgasm and writhed beneath his hands as he arched his back and launched stream after stream of steaming hot cum deep inside her throbbing cunt.
Thrusting one last time against her to make sure she had every last drop of his seed inside her, Jack moved one of his large hands up to caressed her flat belly. He really enjoy fucking his cousin he decided, stroking his tongue along her sweaty neck and nibbling on her ear as her body trembled and accepted him all the way up inside her.
When they had caught their breaths, Jack stood up and helped Sarah to stand as well, He took her hand and led her toward his sister’s bedroom.
“Here I thought I was going to have a boring time of it before I found a new contract. Now I think I’m gonna have plenty to occupy my time for the next few days.” He paused with a lecherous grin on his face, “You know, I don’t think Katie’s ever brought a guy home. I think it’s about time her nice big bed got christened, don’t you?”
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My First time in an Asian Massage Parlor
-(A Virgin Guy visits an Asian massage parlor).
I was 25 and still a virgin. The girl I was in love with was engaged to be married. Yeah I was feeling really bad. I decided it was time to end my dry streak and feel good. I had see ads in the back of the village for massages. I figured some of them were more than just that. So I start calling around. One ad was for exotic angels in Elmhurst. A woman with an Asian accent answered “Wei.”
Nervously I asked “You give massage?”
“Yes, $50 for hour.”
So I got the address and headed out. The address lead to a non-discreet door on a busy street. Lots of shops and a diverse neighborhood. I rang the buzzer and was let in through a security door. The place was an apartment on the third floor. As I rounded the third stairwell I saw the top was blocked by an iron security gate. This got me a little nervous. Just past the gate
were two doors at right angles to each other. The door directly in front of me opens and an old Asian woman comes out.“You call?” she asks.
I say “Yes, an hour ago. I’m James. You do the massage?” She waved me in past the gate and knock on the door to the left. The door opens and this really cute Korean girl comes out in just an oversized tee. The two women start talking in Korean. The older one points to me while the younger one nods to me and smiles. The younger one the returns back in her room. I swear I caught a hint of her ass as she walked away. The older woman then ushers me in her doorway. It ends up being a really small kitchen with one of the 1950’s metal kitchen tale and chairs.
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Matts Eyes…….(1)
Life as I knew it was over when I looked into his eyes that day. Those beautiful blue eyes, seeming to glimpse deep down into my soul-eyes of cool fire that wrecked my life.
My name is Jeanine Oliver. Before that day, I had been happily married (really!) for over 18 years, although I’ve experienced some angst lately from celebrating (?) my 40th birthday. I have one child, a daughter named Marie, who’s a 17-year-old high school senior. My husband says I have good genes, his way of complementing me on keeping a youthful shape. The truth of the matter is I work at it, exercising regularly-some would say religiously-either at home or at the gym. No bragging, but my younger sister no longer wants to be seen with me at the beach; she says I look too good in a bikini. My husband, Jim, still has the hots for me; we make love often, but not as frequently as when we were first married, I must admit.
The day that changed my life was the day Marie brought her new boyfriend home to meet Jim and me. She appears to be smitten with him. Matt had been seeing Marie for a few months now, and has asked if he could escort her to her senior prom. Since he’s in college and a couple of years older than Marie, we wanted to meet him first. Marie arranged to bring Matt over later in the day, so I used the intervening time to do some cleaning around the house. I put on my favorite, comfortable white bikini and started cleaning. I was out back, tidying around the pool, when I heard Marie call out for me from the front of the house. Oh shit, they’re early; well, Marie can show Matt around the house while we wait for Jim, and I can change out of my suit. I responded to Marie’s call by hollering for them to meet me by the pool.
When Matt walked through the patio door, my heart stopped. Oh God! Curly blonde hair, blue eyes, lean yet muscular, and nicely tanned, he was something to look at. And he was certainly looking at me.I could have been naked the way he was checking me out from head to toe. When those fantastic blue eyes locked on mine I could feel the heat spread through me; sensing my nipples harden, feeling like a hive of bees buzzing around and through me. I stammered an “excuse me” and quickly went to the bedroom to change. I keep imagining those eyes and that body. When I slide out of my bikini bottoms, I’m amazed to find the whole crotch area soaking wet. I reach down and probe my vulva. I’m so wet my fingers practically fall between my well-lubricated labia; I think of Matt’s eyes and body-what would it be like to have him touch me, I wonder? I imagine Matt’s naked body over me as I masturbate to a quick climax. Have I ever had an orgasm so intense? What got over me?
I gather my senses, get dressed and go downstairs to speak with Marie and Matt. Can they see my post-climactic glow? Matt is polite, but I can see the way he is looking at me-or is it just my overheated imagination? I’m trying not to look directly into his eyes, or I’ll swoon. Marie is oblivious to my distress, though, as all her attention is on Matt and you can’t blame her, I think.maybe I’m lucky Jim isn’t home yet. After some small talk, I let Marie know I approve of Matt (if only she knew how much!) and that she could go to the prom with him. When Jim finally gets home, the kids are gone. He asks me what I think of Matt, and I answer, “He seems to be a nice young man.” I hope he doesn’t see on my face what’s in my mind. Later that night in bed, I believe I surprised Jim by the ferociousness with which we made love. Fantasy-Matt was my lover, not my husband.
In the weeks leading up to the prom, I realize my growing jealousy of my own daughter: she will have Matt, not me. That’s right-instead of being a Mom and worrying about prom night, I’m jealous Matt will fuck her and not me. Can I really be in heat over a man I’ve met once and is young enough to be my son? The night of the prom, I’m just as fidgety-nervous as Marie. When Matt arrives at our front door, and I look into those eyes once again, I need all my willpower not to jump his bones right there in the foyer. After they leave, I excuse myself from Jim and head to the bathroom upstairs, where I feverishly masturbate.
I knew something was wrong when I see Marie late the next morning. Marie and I had a pretty good mother/daughter relationship; I knew she wasn’t a virgin and I made sure she was on the pill, so I wondered what was bothering her (sex? did Matt hurt her?) I wait for an opportune moment to ask Marie what was wrong. To my surprise, she explains she is very much in love with Matt, that although they had had sex before, (I can feel the jealousy rise again, overpowering my motherly instincts!) Matt seems to have lost interest lately and didn’t want to make love to her after the prom. Marie doesn’t believe he has another girlfriend, since Matt has been spending the same amount of time with her than earlier. She does believe she’s losing him for some reason.
My God, am I the reason for his sudden change of interest? I find it hard to believe, but the thought does intrigue me. I can’t shake the fantasy of Matt taking me in his arms and fucking me silly. Can it really be? Is this just my libido talking? I console Marie with soothing, motherly words, yet at the same time I’m beginning to plan making my fantasy come true. The mother in me wants to put Matt to the test; the woman in me wants him to fail.
A week and a half following the prom, I invite Matt over to the house to talk, hinting, but not actually saying Marie would be home. I knew Marie had classes all day and Matt only had an early morning class, and Jim of course would be in the office. I wear my shortest shorts and an old halter-top without a bra. When I answer the door for Matt, it’s clear he is both surprised and turned-on by what he sees. He’s wearing shorts and a loose fitting polo shirt. I invite him in and offer him a beer, even though I know he’s underage-he must think it’s a trap so he refuses it. I have him sit on the sofa and I sit next to him. Stop looking into those eyes or you’ll lose it-got to keep cool Jeanine, I keep thinking. We talked of college, Marie, Marie’s future, and his life growing up. While we talk, I focus on Matt’s hands: somewhat out-of-proportion larger than the rest of him. I’m thinking: is it true what they say about men’s hands and feet? I draw a mental image of a lon!
g, thick cock coiled in Matt’s pants. I must have been momentarily overcome by the fantasy image, since when I refocused on Matt he was looking at me strangely (had I made a noise?) I can’t help it; I want him to take me. My nipples are erect and tingly (I’m sure he can see them through my thin top), and my pussy is soaking wet (can he smell my woman-musk?)
“Are you OK, Mrs. Oliver?” Matt says, sounding innocent enough, but he’s not blind.he can see my arousal. “Can I get you something?”
“I’m good.” (Good and ready to have you fuck me!) I move closer to him on the sofa, placing a hand on his bare thigh. He doesn’t know how to respond. I can see it on his face.go for it.or play it safe? The growing bulge in his shorts tells me all. My mind flashes back to how he stared at me in my bikini the first time we met. “We have the whole day to ourselves, Matt,” I whisper, my voice growing hoarse from anticipation. “I’m yours.take me.”
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Matts Eyes…….(2)
Matt’s eyes bulge in response to my directness, yet his eyes aren’t the only thing bulging. I lean into him, gaze into his eyes and I’m gone. My tongue darts into his mouth as I caress the swelling in his shorts. In his excitement, he fumbles with my halter-top, but can’t get it undone. I stop him, rise from the sofa, take him by the hand and lead him to the bedroom. Motioning for him to stand still, I face him and drop the halter to the floor, freeing my breasts. Larger and pointier than Marie’s, my breasts with their dark, protruding nipples have Matt mesmerized. When he reaches to touch them, I shake my head ’no’ and in a husky, aroused voice ask him to remove his shirt. With his shirt off, I lean into him and kiss him again, pressing my tingling nipples into his chest. I undo his shorts and let them fall to his ankles. When I sink to my knees to remove his briefs, I’m stunned and exhilarated by what’s in front of me. The outline of his erect cock is immense, w!
ith its head poking out above the waistline. I slide down the briefs and embrace his magnificent member. My hands and then my lips play over its full length. I WANT THIS IN ME plays like a mantra in my brain; I’ve never felt like this before-total abandonment of will.
He’s breathing hard, wanting me to blow him, but I don’t. Rising from my knees, I drop my shorts and wet undies to the floor and lay down on the bed, nodding for him to join me (quick!) He awkwardly kicks off his sneakers and the shorts gathered around his ankles, and hastily climbs between my parted thighs. I’m wide open and ready-no foreplay required. Without hesitation, Matt enters me and begins his rhythmic thrusts. Every sense is on overload: I smell the musk of my womanly juices; I look into his blue eyes; I taste his tongue as it probes mine; I hear myself making small keening sounds as I feel his cock stretch me and fill me. His pace quickens as he nears climax.
When I scream “aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAH” in an ever-louder crescendo, a part of my overloaded mind realizes this orgasm really began when he first penetrated me, all I just did was hit a new plateau, one I’ve never experienced before in my life. Matt makes a series of grunting noises then his whole body shudders as he grinds his pelvis into mine and shoots his load deep into me. I feel at least 6 or 7 spasms inside my vagina-wow, did he really cum that much? Amazingly, that final deep thrust and the pulsing of his climax again takes me over the edge, my new orgasm so intense I almost pass out. We lay there a while, arms, legs and torsos entwined in a sweaty knot of spent flesh. I feel the ooze of his cum and my juices leak from me down the crack of my ass, and it FEELS GOOD.
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Matts Eyes…….(3)
“I, ah, ah.Mrs. Oliver.I never.ah.Marie.ah.”
“Sssh” I whisper to him, holding an index finger to my lips. “Matt, that was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” surprising myself with my blunt words. “You are not going to leave this house today until you fuck me some more…understood?”
He mutters a few rather incomprehensible phrases, trying to get his mind around the idea that not only has he just fucked his girlfriend’s mother, but she also wants more today! I cut off his mumbling by kissing him full on the lips, plunging my tongue into his mouth. I’m usually a closed-eyes kisser, but today all I want to do is gaze into those eyes of his, which is what I do. During our kiss, I feel his cock begin to stir.
I break away and jump out of bed, pulling him with me. “Let’s go take a shower, ok,” I say teasingly as I lead him to the master bath.
Because of our rush to intercourse, we are only now able to take full measure of each other’s body. The way Matt is looking at me sends dizzying waves of heat through me-the thrill of not being the least bit self-conscious of showing off my 40-year-old physique. My pride turns to lust as I look over Matt’s body. He’s every woman’s dream: young, tanned, tight, nice ass, and 8-9 inches of very thick manhood between his legs. My pussy is dripping again. I grab his cock and pull him into the shower stall. After adjusting the water to a low spray, I fall into him and we kiss, keeping my eyes open and looking into his baby blues. I reach for the soap and hand it to him. He begins to lather my body, spending an inordinate amount of time rubbing soap on and around my breasts. He’s obviously taken by my ample chest, his cock growing as he soaps me. The attention to my sensitive breasts and hard nipples is getting me going too.
“Fuck me,” is all I manage to moan as I turn and-bent over and grasping the shower controls-offer my ass to him. He rubs the head of his cock over my clit a few times while positioning himself for entry. When one or two of these ‘passes’ strokes my anus, I’m electrified. Before he even gets the head between my labia, I groan “Oh God, I’m cumming,” and slam my ass back at him, impaling myself on his cock. He’s surprised by my quick climax so he doesn’t immediately pick up the rhythm. I’m on fire.my orgasm seems to be ongoing (is that possible?) as my insides continue clenching and rippling.
One thought and one thought only is burned into my brain-I NEED HIM IN MY ASS. After watching a XXX video on one occasion, my husband Jim took me anally, but it was clumsy and messy and, although I liked it we never did it again. This is different. I reach behind me and push Matt out. Before he can react, I grab his hard cock, place the pre-cum-lubricated head at my anus and sort of wriggle it in. Like an animal, he grunts and thrusts his cock almost all the way on the first push. My head explodes in a rush of sweet pleasure-pain as my sphincter is stretched to the limit. Matt grabs a breast in each hand for leverage, keeping the animalistic grunts and thrusts going as he pounds into my ass. I scream a long, low “ah” for maybe a minute as my insides convulse in wave after wave of delight. I didn’t even realize one of my hands was stroking my pussy until one of the orgasmic convulsions squirts a stream of woman-juice, coating my hand in the liquid.
I’ve heard stories of female ejaculation, but always thought they were male fantasies. The squirting cum from my pussy was an amazing reality. In one final thrust Matt unloads deep into my rectum; I feel the ejaculatory twitches of his cock and the spreading warmth of his ample semen as it coats my bowels.
Matts Eyes…….(4)
After showering and toweling each other dry, I lead Matt back to bed. “Could you see my need the first time we met?”
“God, Mrs. Oliver.when I saw you in that bikini.I, ah.you’re the most beautiful woman I think I’ve ever met.you’re all I’ve been thinking about.”
“Please Matt, call me Jeanine.” I’m looking into those blue eyes again and I can’t focus on anything else. “You knew I wanted you too that day, didn’t you?”
“Oh, yes, Mrs. O.I mean Jeanine. I, ah, saw how wet you were down there.your bottoms.ah, and you were having a hard time breathing.I knew.” After a hesitation, he starts “Marie.”
“No, Matt, this isn’t about Marie,” I bark, “this about you and me.this is about what we want.” My voice lowers to a whisper, “.what we need.”
While we lay next to each other, I start touching and stroking his cock, which begins to grow to its glorious length and girth once more. Matt, aroused and ready to go, tries to mount me but I stop him.
Gazing into those hypnotic eyes yet again, “Matt.do you want me?” When he nods his head, I add, “I don’t mean today, I mean forever. I’m offering myself to you.I’m yours.” I won’t let him answer, smothering him with another open-eyed kiss.
The look in those blue eyes is a blend of lust and confusion. I push him onto his back and straddle him. When I guide his cock into me, I ponder if my pussy will ever be dry again, it’s so well lubricated. I nearly faint from the feeling of fullness; I want to have this feeling forever. I bounce on his cock. Wanting to more fully savor the experience, I go slowly, my eyes drinking him in. Men must enjoy this position, I’m thinking: having the woman in control, looking up at her flushed face, watching her breasts bounce up and down. I can see Matt is extremely turned-on, his eyes focused on my bounding breasts. I can feel his cock thicken within me, ready to spurt. He’s not going to cum without me, I think. Wow! Watching him about to cum is a sight! He closes his eyes yet opens his mouth, breathing very hard, beads of sweat springing from his forehead, letting out a low groan. My mind says: I NEED TO SEE HIM CUM. As I feel his first orgasmic tremor, I swing off h!
im, swivel around and straddle his face. Holding his cock in both my hands, I give him the necessary last few strokes and he squirts his first cum-shot (a fountain!) straight up into the air. The following spurts are guided to my face and chest. I’m in girlish amazement at the volume of it all! All the while he’s cumming, I’m grinding my pussy into Matt’s mouth, his tongue (good boy!) at my clit. This time my climax is an atomic bomb-no build up, just the massive explosion-as I arch my back and scream to the ceiling. My mind is a zero while my body is at 1000. I can’t remember anything else except the ecstasy.
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