"Oh God, oh fuck, no, please don't, no, not there", she groaned. I said nothing as I left my cock fully inside her arse.
"Still want me to stop"? I asked as I felt her sphincter muscles relax and slowly slid part of my cock out of her and then back in.
"No, stay where you are, stop and let me get used to the feeling first", she said.
I stopped, leaving myself fully buried inside her. I could feel her muscles pressing and relaxing against my cock, as she became accustomed to my invading cock.
Then she said she was ready, but asked me to go slowly. This was all I needed to hear and slowly began fucking her as she moaned and groaned, begging me to go slowly.
I was more than happy to oblige and watched as my cock slid in and out of her virgin arse; accompanied by her groaning; I kept slapping her buttocks lightly on each inward thrust; she let out a low cry as my hand gently made contact; I looked at her face; her eyes were staring straight forward, glazed over with lust, her mouth open.
As I looked at the effect my fucking her was having my cock seemed to grow harder inside her, making her pleasure even greater; then she was asking me to go faster, telling me to fuck her hard, to fuck like I was fucking her cunt; I wasn't about to decline her request and was soon slamming into her while she begged me not to stop.
Our thrusts were now matching each other, as we both climbed to our orgasms. Mine came first, jets of spunk exploding deep up her rectal passage; she followed almost immediately, her body convulsing with pleasure.
I left my cock inside her arse as she slowly regained her composure.
"Are you ok"? I asked her.
"God that was wonderful; I never thought having a cock up my backside would be so good", she said. I looked at her and smiled, then withdrew my now flaccid cock from her and bent between her legs, and began licking my spunk from the gaping hole that was now her anal orifice.
This was something new to me, licking my come; she'd given me a taster just a few minutes before and now I was hooked. Satisfied I'd got most of it in my mouth I raised myself and went to kiss her, passing my spunk into her mouth as we kissed.
I was fast becoming a spunk junkie.
We were laid beside each other, my arm around her shoulders, her head against my neck; that was how we must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew sunlight was flooding through the window and I was alone; I sat on the edge of the bed while the fuzziness in my head cleared before putting on my shorts and going downstairs; Gina was sat at the kitchen table, dressed in a black see-through dressing gown; I looked at her and smiled.
"Good morning my young lover", she said, smiling. "Would you like some breakfast"?
"I'd love some. But only if you don't mind doing it", I answered.
"Don't be so silly, of course, I don't mind, now sit down", she said as she stood up. It was then I saw that she was naked beneath the gown.
"You look lovely this morning", I said.
"Why to thank you, but you don't have to be flattering anymore", she responded.
"No I mean it", I said. I meant it; the way her body moved beneath the dressing gown was giving me a hard-on; luckily that part of me was hidden by the tabletop. I watched her as she cooked my breakfast; my cock was now rock hard. She finished cooking my meal and placed the plate in front of me.
"I'm off to get dressed", she said.
"Don't", I said.
"But I can't walk around dressed like this", she said.
"So take it off", I said in a joking tone. I was amazed to see her comply; slowly she loosened the belt holding it closed; the material fell away to the sides, semi-revealing her tits and fully revealing her pussy; she was about to slip it from her shoulders when I asked not to, telling her it was sexier seeing her like she was.
She must have known the effect she was having on me because she leaned back against the kitchen worktop, her arms resting behind her on the work surface, thrusting out her tits, her legs slightly open, displaying her pussy in all its glory. I finished my breakfast, stood up, and removed my shorts, revealing my hard cock.
"Oh Phil", she sighed, her eyes glued to my dick.
I stood before her and kissed her, my tongue probing her mouth while my hands stroked her tits before sliding down her body, coming to rest on her buttocks; my cock pressing against her pussy.
"Take me, Phil, take me now".
I moved her from where she stood and told her to lean forward over the table; this presented her now seeping pussy to me; I lifted her gown onto her back and slid my cock inside her; she groaned as I entered her and continued while I fucked her, hard and fast until I came, filling her once again with spunk. I pulled from her and slid three fingers of my right hand into her come-filled pussy and once satisfied they were covered enough I turned her around and slid them into her mouth where her tongue quickly cleaned them.
"Oh that was good, I needed it", she said. "But I need to come myself".
"Lie on the table with your legs open", I said. Once she was comfortable I began licking her, flicking her clit, spunk coating my face and going in my mouth. As my tongue frigged her clit I could feel her pleasure building, until she came, her hands holding my head in place.
I eventually managed to break free from her grip and went to kiss her; she first licked my face clean of come and pussy juice then kissed me; long and hard.
"Oh Phil, you make me feel like a woman, a woman who is wanted again", she said, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. I wiped them away, telling her not to cry, just to feel happy.
"I need to clean up", I said when she'd calmed down.
"Of course, you do, how selfish of me, go and have a shower while I clear things away. Don't rush and I'll bring a drink up to you", she said.
The shower felt good as the hot water stung my skin. I reflected on the previous night's events along with that morning's.
She was a good fuck and willing to do whatever I wanted; I wondered if she'd be prepared to do it again another time. I finished my shower, turned off the water, and dried myself before entering her bedroom.
"Do you feel better about that"? She asked.
"I do, yes", I answered. She hadn't dressed, she was now naked.
"I need to know something Phil", she said in a serious tone of voice.
"Go ahead", I said sitting by her side, knowing what the question would be.
I was right.
"Was just now and last night a one-off. Was I just another golden oldie to add to your collection"? She asked.
"I take it you don't want to be a one-night stand"? I asked in return.
"I don't want to use Phil. I did things with you last night that I never did with another man, even the bastard I married", she answered.
"I'm not looking to settle down if that's what you're after", I said.
"I don't want you to settle down with me; good grief no, can you imagine the rumpus it would cause? No, I want to know if we can spend nights together like last night. I know I've already said it, but over these last few hours you've made me feel like a new woman", she said tearfully.
"Come on, come on, it's ok. I was wondering the same thing myself while I was showering. I would love to spend nights like last night as long as you understand that there will always be other women in my life", I said.
"I don't care about that, I know you will want other women and I know you will have them as well. I am prepared to accept that fact, just as long as I get you as well", she said.
"Gina, it's a deal", I replied. We kissed again; it was late afternoon when I arrived home. We still spend nights together and the sex gets better; I just hope and pray nobody in the family finds out.
My pussy tingles when I taste his precome, salty and bitter at the tip of my tongue. I moan around his thickness and he pushes deeper in, bit by bit. He strokes my hair and murmurs soft words of encouragement while I take him down to the root. His cock pokes the tickly back of my throat and I start to cough a little. Leo pets my hair and I regain composure. I love the weight of his cock on my tongue, the way he pushes my cheeks open and fills me up. He slides in and out faster and faster. My saliva bubbles at my lips and dribbles down my chin, making everything more filthy and sloppy. I feel like a dirty girl when he snaps photos of me with his cock down my throat, and I can hardly wait to check out the images later. Granted, they won’t be going on my feed, but… they’ll occupy a place deep, deep in my heart. Maybe lower.Leo’s hips rock back and forth as he fucks my warm, wet mouth. I moan when he slams into my throat again and again. I can scarcely remember to breathe, but I don’t ca
Leo turns to me and sweeps me into his arms. He leans in and kisses me full on the lips. I melt into his embrace. Even though we just met yesterday, it feels so right. My body warms to him instantly, blooming for him like a flower in the sunshine. His lips are so soft, even with his stubble rough against my skin. He towers over me, and it’s clear who’s in control. With the wind whipping around us and the sea crashing waves against the cliff below, Leo’s hands explore my body. He smooths down my narrow waist and around to cup my taut, round ass. I moan and arch into him, feeling the stiff bulge at the front of his pants.Leo’s lips trail down my jaw to my neck. He kisses and teases my ticklish skin with a graze of his teeth while he hikes up my pink dress. I inhale sharply when his hand cups my mound. I lean into his touch eagerly. My heart is pounding, the adrenaline is coursing through my veins. His finger strokes teasing, delicious lines up and down my cunny through my soaked pantie
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