I knelt there on the bed between Karen’s widespread legs. God, she was incredible! Her face and tits glistened in the room’s light from the saliva smeared all over them, Her hard nipples stood straight and tall and her pussy… her pussy looked like it belonged to a twenty-year-old beach bunny, not a forty-year-old who had a college graduate son! Neat and tucked in tightly the lips didn’t sag or anything. The fur was short and well trimmed, forming a small upside down triangle with the point just above her clit. She was stunning!
“C’mere baby, it’s your turn for a little snatch–oops, snack!” she giggled, holding her pussy open for me. It was an invitation I didn’t wait long to answer. I moved up the V formed by her legs until I got close to the apex. I could smell the delectable scent of a woman in need… it was one of my favorite scents. I put my face close to her crotch and inhaled deeply. “God, I love the way you smell, Karen!” I said.
“Ohh, Johnny, please…” she moaned her reply.
It was my turn to play now. As she held herself open for me I traced her outer lips with my finger, purposely avoiding her clit for now. I put my mouth very close to her opening and breath a hot breath gently over her, letting her feel how hot my mouth was. Then with just a quick flick of my tongue, I poked it a little into her opening just to the entrance of her tunnel and then back out quickly.
“Please, Johnny! Please don’t tease me, baby! Lick my pussy, lover! Lick my kitty and make her purr!” she said.
“Not quite yet… I want to make sure you are ready… I’m going to tease you like you have teased me all these years! I want you to feel frustrated and so fucking horny you feel like you are going to bust wide open! That’s what you have done to me… now it’s your turn to suffer a bit!” I said.
To emphasize my point, I ran my finger around the inside of her pussy in the little space between her inner and outer lips… still avoiding her clit where I knew she wanted me to touch.
“Ohh, Goddd…” she moaned. She lifted her hips humping up at my hand trying to get me to slip inside, but I was prepared for her reaction and moved away before she got her satisfaction.
“No, no no, Karen!” I said, mocking what she had done to me during her striptease. She sank back onto the bed groaning in frustration. I leaned down and kissed then playfully bit the inside of her thigh close to the crease where her leg and crotch met.
“Johnny… Oh, Johnny, please! Please, baby…” she whimpered. I looked up into her pleading eyes. I couldn’t help feel sorry for this woman. All she had ever wanted was to have someone who really cared for and loved her. And yes she had made a mistake marrying that shit of a husband. But she paid for that mistake several times over–in rejection, abandonment, and humiliation. As I thought about her situation, I couldn’t bring myself to harass her further.
It was time to make this lonely, sex-deprived divorcee mine. I crawled up, straddling her body until I was face to face with her and on all fours over her.
“Listen, Karen, I know that you don’t have anyone special in your life. I also know how much it sucks to sleep alone every night in a cold and lonely bed. I don’t have anyone special in my life either. But unlike you, I don’t have to wait around for someone to come along–I already know who I want,” I said brushing a lock of hair from her face.
“Me? You want me?” she asked.
“Yes, Karen, I have wanted you for years. I have had to watch how your ex-husband treated you and I have kept silent. Many times I saw you crying and wanted to come and console you or at least let you talk about it. But it wasn’t my place and I didn’t know how my help would be received.
“Now he is gone and I am ready and willing to show you how your life should have been all along. You made a few mistakes along the way, we all have. And you can’t go back and change the past. But I am giving you a chance to change your future. If you are tired of sleeping alone… if you are tired of that cold lonely bed every night and wondering if you even worthy of another’s company, I am here to show you the answer.”
“W-what do I have to do?” she asked hesitantly.
“That’s the easy part, Karen… all you have to do is ask me. You already know how I feel about you. I know that I am younger than the men you are used to dating probably… It might be weird at first dating someone the same age as your son. But we are both adults and let’s face it, Karen… the men you have dated–the men your own age–haven’t exactly been top drawer material.
“Maybe it’s time you tried something different. Maybe instead of looking at the outside of a man so much, you should be looking at the inside… at their heart. And if you do look at the heart… well you won’t find anyone who would be more committed or more dedicated to making you happy than me.” I said.
Karen lay there for a few moments digesting what I had said. I waited for her to say something but she didn’t… for an agonizingly long time. I was beginning to think I had made a terrible mistake and embarrassed myself beyond repair with this woman. Just as I began mentally packing my bags to leave town forever, she spoke up.
“Johnny, I understand what you have told me here and you are right–my luck in guys leaves a lot to be desired. I am tired of being alone. Since Paul left for college this house has been more like a prison than a home. And then the divorce turned it into solitary confinement.
“To tell you the truth, the idea of selling this place and moving to start a new life has crossed my mind more than once. Getting out from under this house and all the bad memories for a fresh start is appealing.
“But someone once said running away from your problems never works because you bring most of them with you. Plus, I do have some very good friends and people who care about me and who I care about–like you for example. And it would be hard to go to a brand new place and have to start all over in a new job and making new friends.
“So I guess what I need to know from you is… are you serious about what you said? Or is this just a way to get me to have sex with you? I’m sorry to be so blunt and if I offend you, I’m sorry. But I have been hurt far too much to take chances anymore. And if this is just a one-time thing, that’s cool, but I need to know going in so I can be prepared for it,” she said looking up at me.
I lowered myself down onto my elbows so I was closer to her. So close our noses just about touched. I wanted to make sure she understood me loud and clear.
“Karen Taylor, I am only going to say this one time so hear me well. I am ALWAYS serious when it comes to matters of the heart. I don’t play mind games or try to trick anyone into having sex with me. I have been crushed before as well and I don’t like it. So I don’t do it. What I have told you… about my feelings for you… are the God’s honest truth.
“I won’t tell you I love you–not yet at least. But I can tell you I have very strong, very deep feelings for you and if you go with this, I will do everything in my power to make you happy. I don’t have, nor do I want to have, anyone else in my life. So you needn’t worry about my faithfulness or my devotion. I am a one woman man… I always have been and always will be,” I said looking her straight in the eyes as I spoke.
I saw her face soften and her eyes fill with tears. “Oh, Johnny, yes! Yes, I do want you! I want everything you have said here! I want to be loved and cared for. I want to be treated with respect and treated like I matter. Oh Johnny, please, please help me! If you care about me like you say, then I’m yours, baby. I’m all yours!” she cried out.
I lowered myself the last few inches to lay on top of her and she put her arms around my neck, holding me tight. I slipped my arms under her shoulders to hold her as well and we kissed… this time with all the fire and passion we could put into it. At long last the woman of my dreams was mine–the woman I had fantasized and dreamed about, the woman who had been at arm’s length all the years was now in my arms.
“Johnny, please fuck me now. Please, I need to feel you inside me. I want to feel you inside me. Please, baby, please fuck me!” she begged.
I gave her another short sweet kiss then I raised back up a bit. She took hold of the base of my eager cock and pointed the tip at her hungry, neglected hole. I kept my eyes on her and when she looked back up at me I knew she was ready. “Keep your eyes on me. I want to watch you.”
She moaned softly and nodded her head. I lowered my hips and she guided my cock to her opening gasping a bit as she felt the head parting her wet fat pussy lips. I pushed in about an inch further until the head of my cock was seated at the opening to her vagina.
“I have waited for this moment for a long time, Karen,” I said, “I know that it’s been a while since you last had a man make love to you, so I will take it slow and easy. But I want you to tell me what you need, okay? This is all for you, beautiful.”
“Johnny…” she whimpered softly.
I pushed into her then, watching as her eyes got wide and her mouth dropped open into an O shape. She kept her eyes focussed on me as I pushed further in, sliding slowly down her tunnel. I could feel her pussy gripping me, holding me tight in an almost vise-like grip as if it never wanted to let me go. She had no worries about that; this was the culmination of a lifetime of dreams, fantasies and masturbation sessions… I wasn’t about to go anywhere!
I started to move further down, past where her fingers usually went, down to where it had been so lonely for so long. Karen moaned out, “Oh God, Johnny, you feel soo goood in me, baby!” She had no idea how good it felt for me to be there.
I finally touched bottom in her warm love tunnel and I paused there so she could get adjusted to me and so we could both enjoy the feeling of being together. I laid down on top of her for a couple moments and we kissed as we held each other. “I have missed this so much Johnny, it has been so long… so hard…” I looked at her and she had tears running down her face.
I kissed the tears away. “Those are the last sad tears you are going to cry over a man, sweetheart. From now on, only tears of happiness, understand?” I told her.
“Promise?” she asked.
I smiled, then I rose up and I began fucking my beautiful girl. As I said, I started with long slow strokes, letting her stretch and sizing her for me. I also wanted to make sure she was lubed good, although that proved to be the least of my worries! After a handful of strokes in and out of her, she was anxious to feel me at my best.
“Okay, baby, now I am all loosened up. Show me what you got, lover! Fuck me like you own me–because you do, my darling, you do!” she said with a beaming smile.
And so I accelerated in rate and rhythm, pumping in and out of her faster and faster. I was giving her all I had and she was loving every stroke. She clawed at my back her fingernails raking across my back but I didn’t even notice. All I saw was a woman in complete and utter rapture and I intended to do my best to keep her there.
Karen wrapped her legs around my waist, using them to pull me in tighter and drive my cock deeper into her. She wanted every inch of me and I wanted to give it to her just as much. I fucked her like I had never fucked before–I threw everything I had at this woman, fucking her like I wanted to punch a hole in her.
Karen moaned as she writhed and twisted under me. As I pounded into her she swept her arms along the bed looking for a handhold… something to cling to as her world spun out of control. But there was nothing to hold onto… except me. I would be her anchor, I would be what grounded her and kept her from spinning away from now on.
“Hold onto me, Karen. I won’t let you go,” I said. As she did–without a moment’s hesitation she threw her arms around my neck and clung to me like she was drowning. I continued fucking the woman until I felt her pussy walls collapse and I knew what that meant.
“Oh God, Johnny! Oh God, I’m cumming! I’m cumming, baby, I’m… OHH, FUUUCKKK MEEE!” she screamed out. And just as quickly I felt her womb fill with warm slippery liquid as if my cock was getting a bath. But my constant pumping made a lot of that liquid leak out and we both got drenched as she came over and over.
I had never seen a woman with what I can only describe “chain orgasms” but she did that day. One after another with hardly a break between them until at last she had nothing left to give. She collapsed exhausted, sweat and cum soaked and panting wildly. I got up on hands and knees over her to allow her to breath easier and watched over her for a few minutes until she recovered. Then she moved off the bed and grabbed my still hard cock.
“I want you to cum in my mouth, baby! I want to taste your sweet cum. Give it to me… please, Johnny, please give me your cum!” she said. She knelt down and opened her mouth, waiting like a baby bird to be fed. I stepped forward and pushed her back against the side of the bed, pinning her head back against the mattress by her hair.
I shoved my cock into her mouth and began to face fuck my girl, loving the gluck-gluck-gluck sounds she made. It was just like in the porn movies I had watched so many times. I had always been jealous of the men in those movies… getting to fuck those beautiful sexy women like that. But now I had my very own porn starlet right here and I was balls deep in her sweet, hot mouth.
It was only a couple of moments, but it was glorious! Suddenly I felt my nuts tighten and I knew it was time. Karen knew it too–she could feel my cock swell in her mouth. I pulled out of her mouth and pointed my cock at her just as the first jets of cum shot across her beautiful face, landing on her cheek and across her nose and mouth. I pumped another spurt onto her face and partially in her mouth.
The third and fourth landed on her tongue and she held them in her mouth, taking in every bit of cum I could give her and holding it until I was done. I gave my last to her perfect tits as their reward, then I looked up at my beautiful Karen. She opened her mouth showing me she had saved my cum, then she pushed it out of her mouth a bit playing with it before swallowing it down. She was spectacular!
Karen used her fingers to rub my cum into her tits and wipe it off her face, licking her fingers clean then taking me in her mouth to clean me off as well… When she had finished, I pulled her to her feet and put my arms around her, kissing her and not even caring that I could taste myself on her lips. I laid her on the bed and crawled up next to her taking her in my arms as we cuddled and rested.
“Thank you, Johnny… you have made me feel more appreciated and more worthwhile than I have in a long long time. I am sorry that I didn’t notice your attention a long time ago. But I promise I won’t ignore them anymore. I meant what I said too–I am yours, love, I am wholly and totally yours for as long as you will have me.
“Which I hope is a very long time, because if you can make me feel this good already, then I want to see what you will do from now on! I haven’t felt like a woman… or even a person… for a long, long time. You have given me back all of that and shown me that I do matter, that I do deserve happiness. I want that happiness to be with you, darling. So thank you, thank you so much,” she said.
I gave her another long, deep passionate kiss, and held her, “Then you’d better get ready for a lot more of this, honey because I’ve got a lot of time to make up for!” I said.
“Mmm, I can’t wait, love!” she said, snuggling up closer to me happily.
