I wasn’t looking for her the first time I saw her, but then I couldn’t get her out of my head. I had woken up, stupid early, and couldn’t get back to sleep. So, there I was, 6:30 in the morning, wandering into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea—Irish Breakfast with sugar and milk. I stood in the morning room of my parent’s house, sipping at it, when she ran by.
I blinked, almost dazed.
I had never seen her before. Was she new to the neighborhood? She had to be, right? Women like that did not move about unnoticed. I was certain I’d never seen her before.
She was tall with a dark, bronze, Mediterranean look with toned thighs and a tight ass. I gazed at every bounce of her sizable breasts as she ran by.
I watched, hypnotized, and then she passed our home. Her ass in those leggings just screamed, “Spank me,” and I stared, dumbstruck, until she rounded the corner.
I took a long pull of my tea. “Damn, I need to start running again.” I stared around the bend, willing her to come back.
“Alex, is that you?”
I turned as my mother stepped from her room, tying a robe around her waist. “Yeah, mom.”
“I was wondering who I heard up. Do you have an early class today?”
“Hmm? No; not ’til ten.” I still had time, but I was strangely awake and wondered if my mystery girl had anything to do with that.
“Do you want me to make you some breakfast?” my mother asked.
“Yeah, sure, if you like.”
***
I woke early for the next couple of days. I had not been imagining my mystery woman. She was real, and I was pleased. I’d get out of bed, make some tea, and then go to the morning room every morning. I could almost set my watch by her. She ran past my house and every morning I got a better look at her—her bouncing tits and her firm, round ass.
She was stunning, with her dark skin and black hair pulled into a ponytail.
She wasn’t the kind of woman I thought of when I thought of runners; not with those assets, but I marveled every time she ran past.
I would finish my cup of tea and get ready for school.
Slowly, this became routine.
After two weeks, I decided that today was the day. I hadn’t run since high school and I was never very good at it, so I wondered if I could keep up with her. I did not know how far she was going or anything like that. But what the hell, right? Shoot the shot.
I put on some basketball shorts, tied on my sneakers, and went outside to stretch. It wasn’t time for her yet, not quite, but I wanted to be warmed up. I hadn’t run in nearly three years and I didn’t want to die on this one.
I was doing heel kicks and high knees in the driveway when came around the bend—clockwork.
I ran out of my driveway as she went by.
“Mind if I join you?” I asked. Just starting, I had enough breath for a few words.
“Sure,” she breathed. She didn’t stop or miss a beat. She had been running alone. Now she had a partner.
We were nearly at the bend where I had watched her disappear every morning.
“I’m Alex, by the way.” She didn’t set an excruciating pace. I might have been able to outdo her if I were so inclined; I wasn’t. I wanted to run with her. Also, I did not know where she was going and I wanted to find out. I wanted to take in the way her body moved.
“Kate,” she breathed.
She was working hard. I wondered if maybe she hadn’t been running for a long time. Anyway, I ran beside her.
Every crash of her feet against the pavement sent a ripple through her toned legs and up her ass as her breasts bounced.
I ran beside her, trying not to ogle her too much. The last thing I wanted to do was make her uncomfortable.
We ran the outermost loop of the neighborhood. Thankfully, we still had a ways to go, even if she finished before me. She stopped at a house on Willow Drive, still a ways from me. It was sad. I’d have to run the rest on my own, and my legs were burning.
“Good run,” I said.
“Thank you,” she called. I kept moving.
I rounded a corner, taking a somewhat shorter route home. There were no more bouncing tits in it for me and, honestly, I was going to be sore as it was. It had been too long since I’d run anything like this, so I would take this time as more of a cooldown.
Getting home, I immediately went to take a shower where I fell against the wall, letting the water run down my body. I thought about Kate, the shape of her breasts, and the way they bounced. I thought about the shape of her lips and how they parted just so as she ran. Those lips were made for sucking dick and I wanted her to.
I thought about her so much that, before I knew it, the next morning had come and the process repeated.
I woke up early the next several mornings and ran with Kate.
She must have caught me ogling her, because the day came when she ogled me back, and I caught her gaze. I’d glance her way and catch her staring at where my cock and balls bounced with every stride. The fact that running beside her made my dick hard made it somewhat difficult to conceal, but I didn’t really want to.
We ran around the neighborhood, stealing glances at each other. It got to a point where she would smile at me when I would come up beside her from running behind. She knew what I was doing. She had to. The fact that her shirts became shorter and shorter told me she knew and that some part of her didn’t mind.
There was one day, after nearly three weeks of stealing glances at each other, that I caught her staring at my piece, and then she glanced up at me, smiling. That was the day that, when she stopped at her home on Willow Street, I dropped my hand and delivered a glancing spank right off her ass.
Damn, it was firm. She had just finished running, which probably had a lot to do with it, but it was nice.
“Good run,” I called.
I imagined the look of shock and pleasure on her face, and I liked it. If only I had looked over my shoulder then to take her in. I imagined her standing there, staring after me, awestruck, until I turned the corner.
I did glance back as I turned the corner, though, and she was only just turning away.
I chuckled and kept running.
This went on for a couple of weeks. I’d meet her at my driveway and she’d smile her greeting at me. Her eyes would nearly flash. We’d run, checking each other out the whole time—our silent courtship. She’d come to her stop and I would drop my hand and slap her ass. “Oww,” she would purr.
I didn’t know what came over me that day, but I was hard as a rock and I caught her staring. Her lips were parted; it injured her form. I said nothing, but when she stopped at her house on Willow Drive, I did not drop my hand to deliver my ritual spank.
“Hey,” Kate called. It was the first new word of our courtship.
I stopped and turned around, stepping up to her. “What’s up?”
“Did you forget something?” What was that? She’d never said so much to me. Even though she was nearly breathless, there was an accent to her voice, definitely European, but I couldn’t place it.
I stepped closer, feigning to think about what she said, and she stared me down the whole time. Of course, I hadn’t spanked her. I was curious about what she would do if I didn’t. I hadn’t expected this.
“I think you’re right,” I said.
“Yeah.”
I stepped up to her. Raising a hand, I thumbed her parted lips, and then pressed my body against hers, copping a feel of her chest, and kissed her on the mouth.
She kissed me back, but then stepped back and stared at me.
I smiled at her, breathless. “Maybe next time we’ll uh… we’ll give these DSLs a try.”
“DSLs?”
I chuckled at my private joke. “Look it up, Urban Dictionary. It’s a friend. Good run.”
“Thank you,” Kate said.
She stared at me as I turned and restarted my run back down the street. I glanced back over my shoulder as I turned the corner and she was still staring.
I thought about that kiss as I got ready for school. Things had changed. How long had it been? Had it been over two months since I’d first seen her run down my street? It had been me staring at her as she passed the corner then.
“You seem pleased with yourself,” my mother said. “Good run with Kate?”
Fuck, how did my mother even know her name?
“The best. Do you know her?”
“Not personally, but I have friends, and apparently she’s been asking about you.”
I turned away from her and sipped my tea, smiling. “Hmm, weird.”
“Yeah, weird. You know she’s married, right?”
I almost choked on my tea. “It’s never come up. We’re just running, mom.”
“Okay, just make sure that’s all you’re doing.”
I turned back to face her and gave her my most winning smile. “Of course, mom,” I said.
***
The morning couldn’t come fast enough. I was doing my warmups in the driveway when Kate ran around the corner.
The birds were singing their “come fuck me” songs and her eyes said little else when she glanced my way.
“Mornin’, Kate,” I said and joined her.
“Morning.”
Fuck, I wanted to melt in the wake of that accent. Where was she from?
I was so busy stealing glances at Kate’s bouncing breasts, glancing away quickly, smiling each time she looked my way, that I almost didn’t notice when she took a different turn. We were no longer on the outer loop but were heading deeper into the neighborhood, toward the rec-park.
I was glancing around, curious, when she shoved me, sending me sprawling into the grass, narrowly missing a broad tree.
“What—” I never finished my complaint because Kate was on top of me.
We were both gross from the run, but I gave no fucks about the salt on her lips as they pressed against mine.
She was out of breath and must have pulled everything she needed from my body as her breasts pressed against my chest. She was soft, and I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into me.
My lips parted as her tongue pressed against them, and I tasted her mouth.
I worked my hands under her shirt and up her back as she palmed into me. She grabbed the hem of my shirt and pushed it off over my head.
Her body was closer to me now. She kissed my lips, then my neck. Then she kissed down my chest.
“Put these DSLs to use, huh?” Kate demanded. She stared me down as her fingertips wrapped around my shorts and pulled them down.
My dick flopped out, and she wrapped her hand around it.
“This is what you’ve been wanting, right? Is this what all of our little runs have been to you?”
“Oh, yes,” I confessed. “Since the moment I saw you.” I propped up onto my elbows and stared as she stroked my cock.
“Well, don’t forget what else you like,” Kate said. She reached for her shirt and pulled it off, along with her sports bra.
My mouth fell open as her natural D cups spilled over her chest. Those were the best tits I had ever seen, hands-down. Between her exotic bronze skin and her light brown-pink nipples, she was a beauty to behold, and I beheld.
“Running beside me so you can watch my tits bounce, thinking I didn’t notice.”
“Or hoping you did.”
She took her tits in hand and pressed the silken folds around my cock. “Well, I noticed.” She stared me down, working my cock in her cleavage.
My head fell back. “Oh, thank god.”
She stroked my piece between her tits and then flicked her tongue over the head of my cock. I gasped and looked up at her as she timed out each stroke with a flick of her tongue.
Fuck, was she going to make me cum on her tits?
She spit on my cock, lubing me up.
My head fell back again as I gasped. “Oh my god, this is amazing.”
Kate stared into my eyes as she worked me in her cleavage, looking nowhere else.
Her brown eyes held me in a trance as each breath brought me closer to cumming on her succulent breasts. Fuck, I wanted to suck on them. I wanted them in my hands. I wanted to handle them, knead them.
She went down on me, taking my cock into her mouth.
“Oh, thank god,” I moaned as her tongue lapped me up in long strokes. She worked me with her tongue and her hand, taking all of me. She went down on me—Gwack!—she gagged before coming off, and then licking down my shaft again. Gwack!
“Oh, my god.”
“Mmm, mhmm,” Kate moaned past my cock.
She stroked me, riding me up with her tongue, pressing on the base of my cock the whole way, then slurped through her saliva, flicking her tongue over my hole. She sucked on the sides of my cock.
She looked up at me, and I could only stare back, shaking.
DSLs indeed. Holy fuck, she was good at this. So much talent.
She blew razzberries down my length and then took my balls into her mouth. She rolled them over her tongue and did a figure eight as she pulled them between her lips.
I gasped and fell back.
“Mmm,” she moaned, chuckling.
My balls slipped from her mouth, and she rode my cock up the opposite side. Her saliva dripped down my length and she worked her lips and tongue through it.
She twisted her tongue around the head of my cock and fell on me again.
I shook as she flicked pre-cum from my cock and then slurped up and down my shaft before taking me into her throat, swallowing my length into that warm pocket.
I wrapped a hand around her head, holding her there, and thrust deeper into her throat.
Gwack! Gwack! Gwack! I eased up, and she gagged as she came off me, leaving behind her thick saliva. She gasped, staring me down as she stroked me through it.
She launched over me and kissed me. I took in the taste of her lips and my salty sex as she pressed her tongue against me. I kissed her harder and pulled everything she had from her chest as she stroked me.
“Holy fuck! I want to cum!” I gasped.
“Mmm, that’s the idea.”
She kissed me again, then fell back, and took me back into her mouth. She pressed her tongue against my cock and bobbed on my sex.
I was so hard in her mouth that it hurt and my balls were tight against my shaft. I posted off an arm, sitting up, gasping, as she took the whole of my cock in her mouth.
I wrapped a hand up in her wet hair and rested it on the back of her head. Holy fuck. I gasped, shaking.
She cupped my balls and flicked her tongue through my hole, twisting around my head.
“Oh, my god! Holy fuck.”
“Mmm, mhmm.”
My cock throbbed, and I held her over me as two months’ worth of lust and desire pumped into her mouth. I gasped with every pump, overcome by the orgasm.
“Mmm.” Kate chuckled.
Cum dripped down my length as she let it fall from her lips. She came off my cock with a pop and then stared me down as she licked every drop from my stiff member. I gazed at her the whole time and her eyes were looking nowhere but mine.
She tilted her head back and swallowed.
“How are those for dick-sucking lips?” Kate asked.
I gasped, staring. “Holy fuck, come here,” I commanded, sitting up. She met me halfway, and I kissed her, pressing my tongue against hers.
Finally, I had her tits in my hands. I kneaded them, handling them with care. They were so fucking big that they spilled over my hands.
I pulled away from our kiss and wrapped my lips around her nipples. I sucked on them, pressing her tits into my mouth, and she wrapped her arms around my head, pulling me into her.
I moved to her other breast. Fuck, was this one even better?
I pressed a hand down her smooth belly and my fingertips brushed the hair of her mound before she slapped my hand away.
Okay, off-limits.
I buried my face between her tits and motor-boated her. She pulled me into her harder as I pressed her breasts harder around my face.
I rose and kissed her mouth, taking in her scent and the flavor of her tongue, the salt on her lips.
“God, I want to fuck you,” I begged. I kissed her jaw, and she gasped. I kissed her neck and pulled her nearer to me.
“Not here.” She kissed me again as a car went by. Did they see us? “Ugh, merde. Get dressed.”
“Mmm, but I want you.” I kissed her again.
She kissed me back. “Mmm, I need you,” she purred. “But get dressed. We’ll go back to my place.”
I fell back onto my heels, staring, stunned; but I shook my head and then pulled on my shorts before grabbing my shirt. Part of me died when she pulled on her shirt and sports bra.
I wanted her tits. I needed them.
“Let’s go, you horny boy.”
“Kate, what’s going on? That was amazing. Did I do something wrong?”
“No, just not here. Take me home,” she purred.
I was practically dizzy. I wanted to fuck her. We stepped onto the street and started to walk toward Willow Street, stealing longing glances at each other. It didn’t take long, cutting through the middle of the development.
My dick was purring. I had never had a blowjob like that before. She was amazing, but I had no idea how I was supposed to handle that, along with her slapping my hand away when I wanted to play with her pussy. I walked beside her. She glanced over at me, stealing fleeting looks. We were near to her home and—
“Merde.”
“What?”
“Tyler’s home.”
“Tyler?”
“My husband.”
I nodded.
“Bonne course, mon amour. Á demain.” She kissed my cheek and took off. Those were words. What the hell did they mean?
I watched her go and glanced at the Jag parked in her driveway. All the times I’d seen her home, I’d never once noticed the car.
I scratched my head the entire way home, wondering if I’d done something wrong, worried that I had. My heart fell.
“Morning, sweetie, you’re back late. Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I said, nodding. “I just hit a wall. I’m going to get cleaned up and lie down for a bit.”
Yeah, that was it. A wall. I hit a wall on a three-mile run. That was mostly unbelievable, but there. It was a wall. Fuck, what was I thinking? Maybe I wasn’t.
I got cleaned up, gave my balls a good washing, and then went to lie down. I was lying on my side, on my way to sleep—I wasn’t going to classes today; I didn’t have that in me—when my door opened and my mother walked in. She was still dressed in her morning robe, but carried a tray of toast and tea.
Breakfast in bed, that was a thing at twenty—cool.
“Awe, sweetie, are you feeling okay?” She leaned over me, pressing her hand to my head, and her robe fell open.
I must not have been feeling that well. She hadn’t been wearing anything beneath her robe. It had fallen open and everything spilled forth. I must have been delirious because all I saw was bronze skin and brown nipples. I lifted a singular breast to my mouth and sucked on her.
“Oh, my god!” my mother yelled. She shot back up and wrapped her robe around her, staring at me, aghast.
“I’m sorry.” Clarity came back to me. This was my mother. There was no bronze skin or black hair in sight. This was not Kate. This was my mother, pale and auburn with pendulous breasts and an ass that suddenly I wanted to spank. Oh, fuck.
“Eat your breakfast, that didn’t happen,” my mother said. She walked away, hands on her head, chanting, “It didn’t happen, it didn’t happen, it didn’t happen….”
I fell back onto the sheets. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped.
***
I still wasn’t certain about my headspace, and I heaved a sigh while doing heel kicks around the driveway. I was less certain about it when Kate ran around the corner.
I ran out to meet her. “Mornin’.”
“Good morning.” I caught her gaze and pearly smile, but we kept running.
I didn’t know what this woman was thinking, but my head was in a place I didn’t like this morning.
We didn’t take the odd turn, but stuck to the outer loop, not saying anything. After all, if we could speak, we weren’t running hard enough. I kept my eyes forward until we made it to her house on Willow Drive and she stopped.
“Alex, I’m sorry,” Kate called after me.
I stopped and turned back to her. “What?”
“I didn’t mean to do that to you. Tyler was home, and he doesn’t know and—”
“Do what?” I interrupted.
“Just come inside. I’ll make it all up to you.” She took my hands and my heart stopped. Inside? I didn’t have a choice and I could only follow her.
It was the rancher in our neighborhood. I’d been in them before; I’d never been pulled in and then slammed into the door, though.
She kissed me, hard, and the trepidation of the run and the previous day melted.
There was salt on her lips as she pushed me against the banister and kissed me again. She tightened her grip on my hand and turned me around. She pulled me behind and slammed me into the wall beside the master suite.
She kissed me once more, then pushed my hair from my face. “Come with me,” she said, leading me into the bathroom. We stepped into the shower fully clothed and she turned it on.
“Let me make this up to you,” Kate said. “I should have just taken you in the park.”
She lifted my shirt off and tossed it into the corner. It was already soaked. Then she ran her fingertips down my body alongside the water and my shorts quickly followed.
She kissed me again, then, holding my sides, fell down my body and hit her knees.
My dick was hard and throbbing. She wrapped her lips around the swollen head and sucked on me.
“Oh my god, yes,” I moaned as her tongue twisted around me.
“I’m so sorry, baby.” Kate licked up my length, staring at me with pouty eyes as she jerked me off.
I wrapped a hand around her head and pushed her back onto my cock. I fell back against the shower wall, letting the water run down my body. She sucked on me, running her tongue along my length.
My cock brushed her throat. Gwack! She came off me gagging and continued to jerk me off.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I just didn’t want that to be our first time, so sweaty and gross.”
“Shut up, Kate.” I pressed her head back onto me, and she slurped along my length.
Gwack! She gagged as I brushed her throat and she slurped back up my cock. She twisted her tongue around my head and then flicked through my hole, lapping up the pre-cum dripping from my hard cock. She sucked on me, pressing her tongue down the sides of my member. Water ran down my length as she took my balls into her mouth and then rode me back up. She wrapped her lips around me and I drove my cock down her throat.
Gwack! Gwack! Gwack! I fucked deeper into her throat as she looked up at me. Gwack! Gwack! Gwack!
She gagged as she came off my cock, and then stroked me through a trail of saliva she left behind as the water washed it away. She shook her head at me, gasping, as she stared me down.
“Oh, putain. I’m so sorry, Alex.”
“Oh, just suck on me.”
“Mmm, do you want to cum for me?”
“Oh, my god, yes. Suck on me, Kate.”
She went down on me again, bobbing her head and twisting her tongue around the head of my cock. My balls were tight against me. I placed my hand on the back of her head and gasped as I spilled my seed into her mouth. She sucked on me, swallowing my load of cum; then she stood up and pressed against me. She was soaked as she kissed me.
I reached down and pulled her shirt off. It was heavy. It clung to her, and I laughed as I fought with it and finally threw it into the corner. We fought with her sports bra next and finally, her tits bounced out.
Kate took a deep breath, filling her chest and letting it out. “Oh, so much better.”
“You’re telling me.” Her tits were life. They were so big and she was so lovely.
I held her and pushed her back into the wall, kissing her, kneading her breasts in my hands.
She grabbed my wrist, kissed me, and pushed me down her body.
I palmed into her and then pressed my hand into her leggings. I pushed over tufts of hair on her mound, and she moaned as I pressed my fingers into her pussy.
I kissed her hard as I rubbed my fingertips into her. She broke our kiss and turned away from me, exposing her back, and pressed her ass into me. I kissed her neck.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “Get me out of these.”
Reaching around, I grabbed her breasts and kissed her collarbone as I worked my way down her body. I pinched her nipples, listening to her moan, and then pulled my hands down her body, pressing down her belly as I kissed between her shoulder blades and then the small of her back.
I pressed into the tufts of dark hair on her mound and then wrapped my fingertips around the hem of her leggings.
I fell to my knees, carrying her leggings down around her ankles. She kicked them off into our pile of soaking clothes.
I took a deep breath, taking in the shape of her ass, caressing the curvature.
She bent back into me, showing off the blooming lips of her pussy.
The shower continued to spray and water ran in rivulets down Kate’s tight body, falling from her ass. I raised a hand and brought it down on her, slapping through the water.
“Ah,” Kate shouted.
I spanked her again and then spread her cheeks. I drove my face into her, pressing my tongue into the rim of her asshole, tasting her.
“Oh, oui,” Kate moaned. She reached up, dug her nails into the wall, and pressed her ass back, pressing around my face. I breathed deep, taking her in.
“Oh, you like that ass, don’t you?”
“Mmm, mhmm,” I moaned with my mouth full.
“Always staring at my ass, always spanking me—oh mon Dieu,” she moaned. Kate reached down and rubbed her fingers into her pussy. She pushed back into me harder.
I wrapped my hands around her thighs and pulled her back, pressing my tongue into her asshole.
“Oh mon Dieu, putain,” Kate gasped, flicking her bean. “Oh putain, yes.” Her mouth fell open in a silent scream as an orgasm rippled through her and left her behind in a breathless mess.
She stood up and fell back against the wall.
I got to my feet and kissed her, letting her taste her ass on my tongue.
“Mmm,” she moaned, reaching around me. She dug her nails into my back and pulled.
“Mmm….” I kissed her harder.
Kate pulled back and stared into me, dripping. “Oh, you’re going to fuck me.”
“Mmm”—I kissed her again—“please.”
She wrapped a leg around me, steering my hard cock towards her pussy.
I wasn’t having it. I shoved her back against the wall and she laughed. I kissed her lips, then her neck; I kissed her collarbone before I kissed her cleavage and sucked on her nipples. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her bodily around.
“Ah!” she shouted as I bent her over and then laughed, looking back at me with a smile.
“Mmm, you want that ass? You want that ass?” She twerked at me, laughing, and I spanked her.
“Oh, I’m taking this ass.” I reached up and then spanked her, making her cheek red.
“Ah!” she shouted with each spank. She pressed into the wall and back into me.
I took my cock in hand and thrust. Her tight hole enveloped the head of my cock.
“Putain!” Kate shouted, pressing against the wall. Her eyes closed as her body drew to accept my girth.
I eased out of her body and then thrust again.
“Oh my god,” I moaned. Her ass was so fucking tight wrapped around my cock.
“Ah!” Kate shouted. She arched up the wall, taking me deeper.
I pulled out and then thrust into her again, plunging all of my length into her body, easing into my thrusts.
“Oh, mon Dieu!” Kate shouted. “Putain! Oui! Oui!” she gasped, pressing back with her hips, taking more of me, taking me deeper.
“Oh, hell yes,” I gasped. She was tight with every thrust into her. Her body did not ease up. Her muscles gripped my cock, pulling at me with every thrust as I filled her.
“Oh oui! Putain!” Kate cried out.
The water drummed against us and I thrust into her as she pled for more. I grabbed her arms, wrapping my hands around her wrists, and pulled her back to me as I took her ass.
She stood up, arching into me, and laughed as I thrust into her body. I reached around and grabbed her bouncing breasts.
She twisted and kissed me hard, pulling the air from my body, pleading for more.
She fell away from me, moaning, crying out. “Oh oui! Oh oui! Oh, putain, fais moi jouir! Oh, putain!” Kate begged.
I kissed her again, and she wrapped an arm around my head.
I was deep inside her. Her muscles pulled at me. The tension in her body grew with every stroke of my cock.
She fell from my lips again.
“Oh oui! Putain! Ah!” Kate shouted. “Je jouis! Je jouis!”
The muscles of her body pulled at me as the orgasm crashed over her body. She fell forward, catching herself against the wall, and I drilled into her asshole as the orgasm moved through her.
“Oh, mon Dieu!” She shook as the orgasm ebbed from her body and I steadied my thrusts.
“Oh, putain,” Kate gasped. She fell from my cock and I took in her gaping asshole before she fell to her knees. She stroked my cock through the falling water and then took me into her mouth.
I gasped. Oh, my god, my cock was so sensitive to her tongue after pounding her ass.
She slurped around the head of my cock and then licked me all the way down before pressing her tongue against the base of my cock and riding me back up. She twisted her tongue around my swollen head once more and then through my hole. She came off me with a pop and stared up at me.
“Oh, putain ma chatte, Alex. Fuck my pussy,” she begged. She got to her feet for just long enough to sit back on the shower bench and spread her legs. She drew her fingers to her pussy and spread her petals, pleading.
I took in the sight of her for a moment. I stroked my cock, taking in her heaving breasts, her flat belly, her mound with its tufts of black hair, her pleading pussy, and her gaping asshole.
I took a step closer to her, cock in hand, and I pressed into her slit, teasing her clit.
Kate moaned, arching her body, drawing nearer to me, pleading for me to bury my cock into her pussy.
I pressed through her slit again, barely sinking into her hole, and she gasped as she stared at me.
“Please, please, please,” Kate begged.
I wanted to take her pussy. I wanted to make her mine. I’d wanted her since the moment I saw her, but I wanted her to beg.
“Please, Alex, give it to me!” Kate pled.
I thrust into her wet hole and Kate pressed her palms into the bench, keeping balanced as I thrust into her.
“Oh, yes, that’s so good inside me,” Kate said.
“Mmm,” I moaned. I took my time in each thrust, practically teasing her as I buried my cock deeper inside her body.
“Plus fort, baise moi,” Kate begged.
I picked up my pace, driving into her harder. Fuck, her wet pussy was so good wrapped around my cock.
She took all of me, and then my gaze traveled up her body. Her tits bounced with every thrust into her form, and then I met her eyes, her pouting eyes.
“Plus fort, plus fort, plus fort,” she begged.
I didn’t pick up my almost casual thrusts, and she looked at me as though she might cry. I looked back into her eyes.
Kate slammed her palm onto the bench with a resounding snap. “Dammit Alex, I said sorry!”
There it was.
I drilled into her body, plunging my cock into her. I doubled down on her. My balls slapped into her as I splashed through the water and her juices with every thrust.
“Oui! Putain!”
“You like that?” I demanded.
“Oui! Oui! Plus fort! Harder! Please, please, I’m so sorry!”
I grabbed her thighs and pulled her onto me harder.
“Oh oui, putain! Je jouis! Je jouis!” Kate shouted. Her body shook as she shouted, arching back.
She wrapped her legs around me and hauled herself up.
I thrust into her as she bounced against my chest and she kissed me hard. I took in the taste of her lips as her tongue pressed against mine. We fought for the air between us as she wove her fingers through my hair. She moaned then fell back, grabbing my face, and there was nowhere to look but into her brown eyes. Her chest heaved with every breath.
I thrust into her, fucking her through her orgasm, and she fell back to the bench, spreading her legs wide, and then lifted them and placed them on my shoulders.
I wrapped an arm around her legs and pulled her closer. Dropping my free hand between her legs, I continued to drill into her as I pressed my thumb against her clit.
“Oh….” Kate’s body shook. Her head fell back and then she pulled herself back up, gazing into me. She reached up, wrapping her hands around her bouncing breasts, and teased her nipples.
“Oui,” she moaned. “Oui.”
“Mmm, I’m going to fuck your ass again.”
“Mmm, fais moi jouir, mon cheri,” Kate begged. “Fais moi jouir.”
I drove into her, letting her take every inch of my cock as fucked her and rubbed into her clit. I wanted her to cum again. I needed to make her cum again.
My balls clenched tight around my shaft. Fuck, I wanted to cum so bad. I wanted to fill her with all of my load.
“Oh, putain!” Kate shouted. “Fais moi jouir! Fais moi jouir!”
I drilled down into her and she spread her legs, taking me deeper. The tension built around my cock with every thrust and she stared up at me, mouth open in a scream that would not leave her body.
I flicked my thumb over her clit and the tension in her body snapped as she screamed. I pulled out as her pussy threatened to milk my cock. I fell to my knees and drove my face into her pussy.
“Oh, putain! Mange ma chatte!”
I inhaled her pussy, lapping up her dripping juices. I wrapped my hands around her hips and pulled her into me. I licked through her dripping slot and sucked on her clit.
She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me deeper into her.
I breathed deep. I wanted her. I licked her, pressing my tongue through her asshole and then over her taint back to her pussy.
“Oh, I’m taking your ass,” I said, getting to my feet.
“Oh, prends-moi,” Kate begged.
I lined up my cock with her asshole and thrust.
Her hole took me easier than before, easing back around me as I steadily fucked her ass again.
Kate held the backs of her thighs, pulling them towards her chest.
“Oh, putain, putain,” she moaned.
“Fuck, I want to cum. Fuck,” I gasped, filling her ass with my cock, fucking her down to the hilt.
Kate arched back onto the bench and gazed up at me, pleading. She was tired, yet she pled for more, gazing at me with her brown eyes.
“Mmm,” Kate moaned, taking me. “Oh, putain.”
I plunged into her. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum. Oh, fuck.”
“Oh oui, jouis en moi,” Kate begged.
“Oh, oh, oh god!” I gasped as my cock burst with seed, filling up her ass. I fucked her through my orgasm. Every pump of my cock, every spurt of cum, was one more thrust into her beautiful form.
I drew my cock out, covered with cum, and then plunged back into her.
“Oh, oui!” Kate called. “Oh, oh je jouis,” she moaned. She wrapped her fingers around the bench as she came around my cock.
I slowed down and eased out of her, gasping, trying to catch my breath.
Cum dripped from her gaping asshole and I fell to the shower floor.
Leaning over, I kissed her, cupping her breasts, and massaging them in my hand. I tasted her lips. I let her taste her pussy on my tongue.
The shower was still running, but we devoured each other, taking each other in.
Kate’s chest and body heaved, and I steadily grew hard again as we made out.
Kate finally sat up and turned off the water, getting back to her feet. “Mmm, come with me,” she demanded, stepping out of the shower. She toweled herself off, and I took in her body before she threw a towel at me. She grabbed our sopping clothes and threw them into her dryer before grabbing my hand and leading me to her bedroom. She threw me onto the bed and I fell onto my back.
“Mmm, you are so mine today,” Kate said, climbing over me.
“Mmm, fuck class then?”
“Mmm, no, fuck me.”
She kissed my belly and then worked her way up my body. She kissed my chest and then my neck. The heat of her breasts poured through me as I finally kissed her lips.
“Mmm,” I moaned.
She straddled me, and I grabbed her ass.
“I think that works for me,” I said.
