Laying there on the bed recuperating, my hands began exploring the mounds that rise and fall with her ragged breath. I trace along her flat belly, rubbing her soft skin. The one thing that stands out to me is the softness of her skin. My hands rub and tease as we lay there and begin to talk and laugh.
“Well, that wasn’t how I thought this would start,” I exclaimed.
As our conversations heated up, so did our passion. Not more than thirty minutes went by since we found ourselves breathless and unable to control ourselves; apparently, we are both starving for that affection. I found myself sliding down her body, kissing and caressing her skin once more.
I followed down over her flat belly, over the button, to her mound, with a light covering of sandy blonde hair freshly trimmed.
After combining our sex minutes earlier, I slid my tongue through her wetness and brought it back up for her to taste. She shivered in excitement and gave a little moan in my mouth.
With her consent, I slipped back down to her eagerly awaiting nub. This time, I paid attention to her sopping wet pussy with two fingers, while my tongue caressed her clit. I flipped the hood laying over her clit repeatedly with my tongue. She was moaning aloud, “Yes, there, yes.”
I felt her fingers wrap around my bald head and pull me closer. She was enjoying the worship my tongue was giving her erect lady cock.
My two fingers curled inside her, onto that roughness of her excited G spot. She was bucking up, against my tongue pushing her to the edge. As she dropped back down, my fingers would slide hard against her G spot without a reprieve. Taking her over the edge, she began to quiver and quake, shaking in ecstasy from one orgasm to another.
I pulled away to let her catch her breath and loosen those tightened muscles. She was sweating and very breathless after four or five orgasms.
We lay there a moment and she began to tell me the story. The men she had been with expected her to give orally but would never return the favor. She was blown away by the new experience.
“Passion is much richer when it is two-sided.”
After a few minutes of laying there, chatting, she rolled over on top of me.
“It’s your turn, mister.”
With her already wet and excited, I was at attention as well, she slipped down onto my erection. The head bumped into her wetness and reacted with excitement, mouthing an “OHHHH,” as she continued her descent.
Slipping just an inch or two inside, she rocked back and forth, slipping me in and out against her lips. Then, In just a little deeper yet, taking my hardness in until I could feel my head rubbing the washboard of her G.
I knew it wouldn’t take much to send her crashing again. I thought to myself, “How many Big O’s can I send her through before I finish?” She really is amazing. So enjoyable to play with.
We were breathless in the throes of passion. She had five more good, convulsing orgasms, then, she looked down at me and whispered, “I want you to finish in my mouth.”
“Ahhh,” What? Did I hear her right?
I was instantly ready at that point. This woman has got my full and utmost attention.
She says “Can you let me know when you are ready?”
I told her I would, but I wanted to keep her going as many times as possible.
She began to ride me even harder, trying to push me over the edge. She had more orgasms flowing from one into another, if I didn’t give it to her soon, she would be too exhausted to go on.
I rolled her over and pushed into her several good strokes until I felt that sensation working up my shaft. I pulled it out and up to her face. She grabbed it eagerly and sucked it in. She got a drink and then some as it splashed the side of her face.
We both flopped onto our backs and lay there. After a little time had passed laying there talking and laughing, she asked me about some dinner. We talked about it and decided to go grab something quick and light.
She said, “ I’m not done using you tonight.”
All I could do is Laugh and reply, “good, I will take what you’re dishing out.”
We drove into town and decided to get some chicken strips and fries along with a package of beer. We drove and laughed, well she giggled, it was so cute listening to her.
We talked about the time we slid down the hill when we were young, she couldn’t believe I remembered it. She told me that her sister always told her that I wasn’t interested in her. I told her I was always scared of their mother, and that’s why I didn’t pursue her more.
After we got home, we took our food and beverages out to the porch and ate. The conversation just kept rolling. She told me about her adult kids, and I told her about mine. We talked about the hiking and the waterfalls we had done. She asked about my family and me about hers.
Standing up and pacing around the deck, her getting in a smoke, we embraced each other again. I spun her back to me and wrapped my arms around her. Doing so, my hands found her firm globes one more time. She just leaned back against me as I pulled her close.
I slid my hands into her blouse to feel the warm smooth skin and began to massage them.
“Ahhh,” she cooed.
We stayed there, in that embrace, for a while, just cuddling, as she finished a second cigarette.
We both finished our beers and decided to head back inside, both still in that glow of what the afternoon had been so far. We lay on the bed and turned on the TV. We talked about the type of shows we enjoy. I have never been a huge TV fan; I am more of a rugged outdoorsman. I told her to turn on anything she liked. She turned to me and said “Anything?”
We began to kiss, using our tongues and our bodies to cuddle. After a few moments of kissing and cuddling, she slipped down the bed and slipped my underwear off me. She began to caress and tease my semi-limp cock.
Laying her head on my stomach, with her face staring at my growing muscle, she told me how nice the shape of my head and shaft was. She lay there just stroking and admiring it, her hand stopped at the head and opened the gland up, I could feel her head raise and her tongue lick the opening.
With a slight hum, she moaned, “tasty as well.”
She stroked the length of it with her hand and her mouth. I laid there with my eyes closed, more like rolled back in my head, and allowed her to work her magic. She was definitely magical! Letting her continue until she was so excited and she knew I was about to explode, I rolled us over and let it slide gently but firmly into her, slowly retracting and pushing back in.
It only took a few strokes into her until I could feel her tightening up on me. She had worked herself up with that oral assault she had given me. I could feel her beginning to quiver, then I could feel the warmth washing up my erection, pouring out to splash my balls and over our legs as her orgasm hit.
It happened so fast that it frightened her. She was apologizing and embarrassed,
“I am so sorry, I have never done that before.”
I reassured her that it was ok. It took some convincing but got her settled down and we talked about it. She had read articles about squirting, but never thought it was something she could do.
“Well, now we know you can.”
Laying there, both of us spent from all that had transpired over the course of the last four hours, she asked me what I had planned for the next three days. We laughed as I told her that what I had planned so far hadn’t gone as planned. I let her know that I had thought we may hike to some waterfalls and if she was up to it a little kayaking. With a naughty grin, I told her hiking in the forests could be fun.
With that, we drifted off to Sleep.
