In the beginning, part two.
If you haven’t read the first part, I think it’s worth doing so, before you read the conclusion. If you’ve already read it, and liked it, read it again, now,…..just to get you in the mood…
She lay there, legs open, naked now that I’d undressed her. I could see his cum oozing from her slightly opened cunt.
She was right, there were cum trails down her thighs.
“What are you waiting for” she demanded, “don’t you want to fuck me”
My cock was like steel, it was jerking in anticipation, pre-cum oozed from its eye.
I vividly remember standing there looking at her.
Her chest and neck flushed with excitement, her nipples stiff and swollen, after being mauled by her husband.
He had obviously pinched and sucked them, love bites were starting to appear on her breasts.
“What are you grinning at” she asked. She went to touch her cunt
“Leave it” I said “It’s mine now, and I’m not grinning, I’m assessing how I’m going to fuck you.”
“Just do it “ she begged “just push that big cock of yours, into my sticky cunt, I need more cock and cum”
I knelt on the bed, taking my cock in my hand, I demanded that she open her legs wider.
“Ooohhhh yeeees, do me” she replied as she carried out my instruction.
I shuffled forward and touched my cock to the spunk coming out of her.
“Oh god, oh fuck” she kept moaning over and over. “Oh please put it in me”
I gently teased her cum covered clit with my nob end.
The spunk was hot and thick, she was pushing up, trying to get me to put it in.
I pulled back, she wailed “noooooo”
I pushed in a little further…”oh fuck, fuck, yes, that’s right, fuck me” she cried.
I pulled back, my nob was covered in creamy cum.
Spunk was trickling out of her, down past her arsehole, pooling on the sheet.
I edged forward again, she held her breath, I went in a bit further, she was so wet and sticky, so hot, and so so tight.
“Give me it all, you bastard, don’t make me beg, pleeease, give me your big prick”
I pulled back out. …”noooooo”
Not quite half my cock was now coated with cum.
She was starting to orgasm, even without my cock in her, the sensation of what was happening to her had started her climax.
I put my cock to her open cunt.
I put my hands either side of her breasts, and slid deep inside her.
Only my cock was making contact. I was holding myself up above her.
“Jesus fucking Christ “ I gasped, “you are so tight”. I said as I slid all in.
She was thrusting her hips up to my pushing. She was obviously in the throws of an intense orgasm.
“Oh god it’s so big, so hard, oh fuck, do it, do it, fuck me, fuck me, you fucking bastard, give me that cock, cum in me you dirty fucking cocky bastard, oh fuck, I’m cumming”
She thrust up, then sort of collapsed, but I hadn’t cum.
My cock was being sucked by her cunt sheath.
I was in her, up to my balls, she was so tight, so wet from her own orgasm and her husband’s spunk.
It felt like my cock was in a hot, buttery vacuum cleaner.
It fit perfectly, her muscles were milking it. She just lay there moaning and sobbing with pleasure. I wasn’t moving either.
I was still holding my entire weight off her as her pulsating cunt muscles did their job.
She said, “I can feel your cum, coming. Your cock’s getting thicker”
I was moaning now, “yes I’m gonna cum in you”
“Oh please, give it to me, it feels so nice, don’t stop, spunk in me“
I wasn’t actually doing anything, she was the one milking my prick.
“Oh for fucks sake….” I cried out.
She held my hips, thrusting up, her cunt, literally sucking my cock.
She was cumming again, “oh fuck, fuck, fuck” we cried out together.
And I slumped across her naked body, had I actually died and gone to heaven..
Sometime later we woke.
I was still inside her, sort of hard.
We started moving together, gently now, I could feel cum oozing out, down my balls.
She was cumming again as my cock regained its strength and hardness.
I came soon after.
A month later, we left our respective partners and started to live together.
That was 42 years ago.
We might not have a sex life these days, but we had an amazing one for over 30 years, doing stuff that most fantasise about. And apart from her stroke, I would not change a thing.