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The First Time
written 1/1/2019
"Do you think she would like a younger man like myself being intimate with her?", you ask me?
I do. I think Becky would feel powerful that she could attract a younger man. Think about it. She is 52. She exercises a lot, but still has self body image issues (like most women). To be able to interest a younger man...
To be able to see you focusing your attention on her alone, when there are so many other women. That would be a huge turn on for her. Not just to have your attention, but to realize that you want her. You want her physically. You are so attracted to her that you would do anything with her, and for her. How would that make her feel? It would have to be such a turn on and feeling of unaccustomed power.
To have you surreptitiously touching her at the bar as you chat. Maybe her leg. Maybe her thigh. Maybe you touch her shoulder as you lean in to laugh at something she says. With each touch she wonders more, "what does he want?" With each touch she wonders less too ... I think he wants me, could that be possible?
Gradually, she lets her mind wander. What would happen? Could I do it? Would I do it? What would Dan think, or say, or do? Then she glances across the bar to see me watching her. Gently I nod and smile, then look away. I look away to encourage her to focus on you ... and herself. She takes the hint and turns back to you with new resolve.
Your hand is now resting on her leg and she makes no motion to remove it or pull away. Rather, she leans in closer to hear you better and positions herself so you get a great view of her cleavage in her sexy dress. You are getting hard and as she glances down to check how her dress is sitting, she notices the growing bulge in your pants.
This brings her to new levels of excitement and a wave of lightheadedness passes over her. "Am I really here with this young stud's hand on my leg in a bar? Is this really happening?" With a start, she realizes that it is. As I watch from across the bar, with my own bulge growing in my pants, I see you lean over to whisper something in her ear. As she giggles in response, your hand slides further up her leg and I notice her part her legs slightly in an u*********s indication of her readiness. A ripple of fear knots itself in my stomach - like that feeling when the roller coaster reaches the apex of the climb and you see the drop you are about to experience.
Her cheeks flush a bit - and it isn't from the round of drinks you are just finishing. I see you pay the tab and as you are getting up, she takes one last glance over at me. My own thoughts are racing and my body is tense. This would be the first time she goes off with someone else. Am I really OK with this? You are younger, fitter, stronger and more attractive than me. Will she come back to me? Will sex with you be more exciting and fulfilling for her? Is this what I really want? But it is... I look deeply into her eyes from across the room and gently smile. Trying to be reassuring, but still leaving her the reminder that I am vulnerable too.
As the two of you leave the bar, I see you slip your arm around her waist and she leans into you. You let your hand slide down and cup her ass cheek gently which evokes another giggle from her as she snuggles even closer into you. You look like a pair of teenagers exploring physicality for the very first time. That is the view I see - not a glance over her shoulder. I am proud of her.
Of course I do not know where you are going, but I am hopeful that it is up to our room in the hotel. We had straightened it up before heading to the bar, in case of just this scenario. And we both had keys. I order one more drink from the passing waitress, to ensure that I stay away for as long as I can. But after 30 minutes or so, I can resist no longer. I have to know.
I pay my tab and try to control my breathing as I walk across the lobby to the elevators. I swipe my card and punch the button for our floor. As the elevator doors open, my breath quickens despite my efforts to remain calm. I get to the door and press my ear against it, listening. I hear nothing. My heart falls as I assume that you have taken her to your room or to your apartment. But still I swipe my key and open the door as silently as possible.
As I enter the room and slowly close the door behind me, I see a light on in the corner and hear quiet murmuring. You ARE here. My heart skips several beats and I have to stand still, leaning against the wall until I am calm enough to proceed. Slowly I creep down the hall to the main room. The first thing I see is shoes on the floor. s**ttered nearby is your shirt ... and pants ... and shorts ... and her panties.
I peek around the corner and see your naked ass. As I crane my neck further I follow from your tight and muscular ass cheeks, along your toned back, to see your face buried in my wife's pussy - her dress pulled up, but not removed. She has her head thrown back. Her bosom is heaving as she gently moans. As I watch, she brings her hands down and buries them in your hair. Gripping it tightly and pulling you into her as she grinds her hips against your mouth.
You bring your arms up the bed, dragging your fingers along her waist and up to her breasts. You push her dress further up and she quickly releases your hair to pull her dress up over her head before grabbing your hair again. You can now reach her breasts and you waste no time taking advantage. You roll her rock-hard nipples between your thumb and fingers and her moans increase.
As you reach up, you shift your legs and I can see your cock clearly. It is a monster - at least eight inches and very thick. Especially at the head.
My own cock is only about 6.5 inches and really thick only at the base. Not bad, but I am in awe of your cock and another wave of fear and anxiety sweeps over me. At that moment you stand up and pull her towards you on her back. Now her ass is at the edge of the bed and you are standing between her legs. Her face is flushed and breathing is ragged and heavy. Your cock is standing tall over her and she has her first good look at it. I am watching her face as she sees it. Her eyes widen and a small gasp escapes her lips.
You bend down, your cock on her stomach with your balls between her legs and the base of your cock pressing against her clitoris. In that position you lean down and kiss her deeply. She hungrily returns the kiss - still amazed that this young stud is hers. That he has chosen her, a 52 year old married mother of three. Alone with her in her hotel room in a foreign city. She is scared and excited and also feeling powerful and sexy. It is that feeling of power that brings her to put her arms around your neck and pull you down even more deeply into the kiss. I cannot see, but can imagine her tongue in your mouth and yours in hers. Tongues playing and dancing.
She raises her legs and puts them around your hips, pulling you down to her. Bringing your cock pressing harder into her clit. She moans, even through the kiss I can hear it. She is affecting you. Her reactions are driving you now. You press down with your cock and slowly draw it back. You are dragging the underside of your cock along her clitoris. Inch after inch, it keeps moving, until the head is resting on her clit. Then you slowly move back up, her clit now slick with the pre-cum leaking from your monster cock on her stomach, nearly reaching her breasts.
The feeling of her clit rubbing the underside of your cock is magical. You break the kiss and bring your mouth to her nipple - while never interrupting the slow movements of your cock on her clit. More and more pre-cum is lubricating her and you. You slide easily over her, slick and smooth. Like you are fucking her clit. She is almost thrashing now - her nipple is hard in your mouth. You bite it gently and she moans even harder and presses up with her hips into your cock. I am watching from the doorway. My own pants wet from my cock straining at them. I am seeing her in a way I have only imagined. Unleashed. Untamed. Unrestrained. She wants you. She wants your cock inside her. I can tell. I know the look.
At this point, you look down to watch your cock moving over her clit and you see me. You stop - surprised. But when you stop, she grips you tighter with her legs and you instinctively continue. You are still looking at me. Wondering. Who is this? Is there going to be trouble? But I look you in the eye and smile. I give you a quick thumbs up and you shrug your shoulders subtly and look back to her.
She has continued to moan, and is pressing more urgently into you. Her hands are searching for your cock to guide it into her hungry pussy. But you are having none of that. You grab her wrists and force her arms over her head. "What do you want?", you demand of her. She says nothing. You draw back as far as you can while still holding her wrists and nearly standing straight, bend your knees and run the underside of your cock along her entire slit, starting with the head, until the base of your hard penis is again pressing into her and the head of your cock is towering over her stomach - like you are trying to fuck her with your balls. She moans plaintively again, the sight of your cock driving her wild. "What do you want???", you demand again.
"I want you inside me!", she finally says with a guttural moan as her hips continue to grind urgently against the base of your cock. "I want you inside me!", she says, louder this time. She begins to thrash against your grip, pressing into you with her pelvis and rolling her head from side to side. That is when she sees me standing there. Watching. She takes it in quickly. Me standing in the doorway, watching her with her soon-to-be lover, my own pants bulging. But she doesn't want to lose her passion. You can tell by her reaction that she knew I might be there. She resumes thrashing, this time with more vigor. "Dammit! Put that cock inside me NOW!", she practically screams. She is pressing urgently and you are actually struggling to hold her down.
But you are still not done with her. Now that you have a better understanding of the situation, you are ready to play. Still holding her wrists, now with one of your large, strong hands, you grab her nipple and pull and twist. She moans hard and arches her back. As she arches, you press your cock hard against her clit, then dip down quickly and run the underside up her slit again, pressing into her hard as you do. She moans again and her eyes close as she practically pants. You do it once more. She is soaking wet with both her juices and your pre-cum. Slick and hot and moist.
"Get over here!" you order me. "Wha-what?", I say. "Get that chair. Bring it here. Sit down. Watch me fuck your wife." As you say these last words, "Watch", "Me", "Fuck", "Your", "Wife" you give her a half-stroke of your cock against her clit as you say each word slowly. She jerks and moans to each word, adding her own reinforcement of your command. I quickly grab the chair and sit down by the bed, watching at an angle so I can see both her pussy and her face - and of course your massive cock, hard, veined and shiny with my wife's juices. Your cock head looks like it must be four times the size of mine.
Once I have complied, you turn your attention completely back to her. You bring your hands down to her hips and begin to caress her tenderly. You run your hands along her hips, the outside of her thighs, along her side, back up to her breasts, which you cup and knead gently. You lean down to give her a light kiss. As you do all this, your cock is continuing to stroke her clitoris, but more lightly now, allowing her both to recover slightly, and also to build her need again after the distraction I have caused. She looks over at me from time to time, sometimes her eyes looking at me with concern or love, other times her eyes almost vacant as her mind is overcome by the physical sensations you are causing to her body.
You bring your hands back to her hips again. Now you draw back and bring the head of your giant penis to just touch the opening of her vagina. You rock gently on your toes, your hands gripping her hips and tease her with the head. You nearly enter her, then twitch at the last moment and ride up over her clitoris. Slide gently back to the opening, then bounce up and over again. She is moaning and trying to grind her hips up to try and force you into her, but your hands gripping her hips are too powerful. You pick up the pace of this, subtly, and she begins to thrash. Her head and arms moving, but her hips held still in your grip. She begins to kick her legs, pounding her heels into your taut ass, trying to force you into her.
She is soaked and your cock is slick from head to base. The only part of her not moving is her pelvis. You are in control, while her mind has descended into a place where all she can do is try to get your cock into her. You turn your head and look at me. You don't just look at me, you look into me. You look directly into my eyes as you draw back and ram your cock into her pussy in one firm stroke. You never take your eyes off mine as she screams in pleasure and pain. She has never had a cock this deep into her before, and certainly nothing this thick. You are stretching her and opening her in ways she has never felt. Your cock is pressing against every nerve ending in her most sensitive of organs.
I break your gaze to look at her. Her head is facing me and I see her eyelids fluttering. You have not moved your cock after your deep thrust. You are letting her get used to your size. Now you slowly draw back until just the head is inside her and repeat your thrust. She screams again. Not a scream of pain, but not a moan either. Something more. Something primal you have drawn out of her in a way I never could. Her scream expresses the intensity of the sensations overwhelming her. Her scream expresses the base feelings of her femininity. A female successful in luring the best male to her, crying out in celebration. Her scream expresses the abandon she has given to her normal soccer-mom life and morals. She is in a different place.
Now you begin to stroke with more regularity. Slow, but deep. So deep. I can almost feel her stretching each time your cock drives into her. She continues to lie with her head facing me. As you are fucking her, she becomes aware of my gaze on her. I am frozen watching her face, her eyes, her mouth. Some part of her consciousness cuts through the sensations enough for her to recognize me. She knows where we are, what we are doing. Even as she has no control over what is happening to her body, what you are doing to and for her, she looks at me. She smiles at me and the consciousness slips away again as she is overtaken by the first orgasm.
She is coming harder than I have ever seen. The long foreplay, teasing and the unique situation, not to mention your cock, all combining to bring her to heights she had never reached. While her head is rolling from side to side and she is moaning and panting, from my position I can almost feel all her energy centered on her pelvis. She is pressing and clenching and I can imagine the feeling of her tight pussy milking your cock. You have stopped stroking to let her orgasm subside. I don't know whether because you are not ready to cum or because you are too ready to cum. Either way, you pause, and as if to take your mind off the sensations in your cock, you turn to look at me. I feel your eyes on me and drag my own away from watching my wife cum on your cock. I can't imagine what my face looks like. Am I forlorn and victimized or powerful in my own right - able to give my wife over to this pleasure, and give her over to you? Or is it a mixture of the two?
As her orgasm slowly ends, you wait for just that right moment to begin stroking again. Too soon and the sensations will be too intense, too late and you won't catch her soon enough to quickly bring her to another climax. When you judge the moment right, without takig your eyes off mine, you begin to thrust into her again. Her panted, ragged breathing quickens and she begins to moan quietly again. This time you are increasing your pace. Your hands are still gripping her hips and you are driving into her deeply. Your cock is so big! She is spread wide, speared on your member. I can't believe it is not ripping her in two, but she is loving it. Moans coming louder now.
You are thrusting quickly, but always deeply. Always bottoming out so that each of her moans ends in a little grunt as the pressure pushes a bit of air out of her lungs. Her grunts in time with your thrusts. I can see her energy and focus shifting back to her pelvis again. She is actually pushing into you as you thrust into her. She wants more. Faster, harder, bigger. You give her what she wants. Now you take your eyes off me and move your hands up her body. This releases her hips and she begins to grind frantically against your thrusts. She tries to keep up, to match your rhythm, but you are moving so fast.
As she grinds against you, you lean down slightly, allowing your own pelvis to begin to put pressure on her clitoris. This drives her even more wild. She is pressing up against you as you lean down and place your hands on her breasts. Your large hands can easily cup each breast with your thumb and forefinger rolling and squeezing her nipples. She moans harder and bucks her hips. She is milking your cock with her tight pussy on each thrust. I can see your ass cheeks clenching hard as you press into her. Suddenly you turn your head and look at me questioningly. I nod and you increase your pace even more.
As you begin to pant, I know that your cock is swelling even larger inside her. She turns her head and looks at me with open eyes. Her mouth is open as she moans uncontrollably. She can feel you growing inside her, taking her over the edge again. As she explodes in another orgasm, she is looking directly into my eyes. Her pussy spasms on your rock-hard cock and you explode within her. Hot cum shoots from your cock and fills her with a boiling cauldron deep inside her. She screams again as a second wave of her orgasm, brought on by your ejaculation overcomes her. You have not stopped thrusting and I can see cum leaking from around the edge of your cock. Slowly, as her orgasm winds down, you stop thrusting and let your half-hard, but still impressive cock slip from my wife's pussy.
You step back and look at her. Lying on the bed, spent. You look at me. With a gesture, you bring me to my feet and have me kneeling on the floor with my head between her legs. Your cum is dripping out of her. I reach out with my tongue and begin to tenderly lick the cum from her thighs. Her pussy is spread so wide, I feel like with a flashlight, I could see right to her cervix. Cum is literally running out of it. As I clean her thighs and get to her pussy lips the salty, mineral taste of your cum mixes with her juices. Nectar of the gods. I am eagerly, but carefully cleaning her. She starts to respond. Gently pressing her hips up into my tongue. Not going to orgasm, but feeling pleasant aftershocks of pleasure at my attentions.
When I have finished cleaning her, I stand and walk to the side of the bed. I lean over and she looks at me. She reaches out with her arms and I bend down and hug her. It is a hug of such an intensity I have never experienced before. It is a hug that says, "Thank you". It is a hug that says, "I'm sorry". It is a hug that says, "I love you". When she breaks the hug, I gently kiss her lips and stand up again. I see that you have quietly dressed and are standing by the door. I turn and nod and give you a thumbs up. You slip out the door as I gently cover her and she slips off into a satisfied and well-earned sleep.
written 1/1/2019
"Do you think she would like a younger man like myself being intimate with her?", you ask me?
I do. I think Becky would feel powerful that she could attract a younger man. Think about it. She is 52. She exercises a lot, but still has self body image issues (like most women). To be able to interest a younger man...
To be able to see you focusing your attention on her alone, when there are so many other women. That would be a huge turn on for her. Not just to have your attention, but to realize that you want her. You want her physically. You are so attracted to her that you would do anything with her, and for her. How would that make her feel? It would have to be such a turn on and feeling of unaccustomed power.
To have you surreptitiously touching her at the bar as you chat. Maybe her leg. Maybe her thigh. Maybe you touch her shoulder as you lean in to laugh at something she says. With each touch she wonders more, "what does he want?" With each touch she wonders less too ... I think he wants me, could that be possible?
Gradually, she lets her mind wander. What would happen? Could I do it? Would I do it? What would Dan think, or say, or do? Then she glances across the bar to see me watching her. Gently I nod and smile, then look away. I look away to encourage her to focus on you ... and herself. She takes the hint and turns back to you with new resolve.
Your hand is now resting on her leg and she makes no motion to remove it or pull away. Rather, she leans in closer to hear you better and positions herself so you get a great view of her cleavage in her sexy dress. You are getting hard and as she glances down to check how her dress is sitting, she notices the growing bulge in your pants.
This brings her to new levels of excitement and a wave of lightheadedness passes over her. "Am I really here with this young stud's hand on my leg in a bar? Is this really happening?" With a start, she realizes that it is. As I watch from across the bar, with my own bulge growing in my pants, I see you lean over to whisper something in her ear. As she giggles in response, your hand slides further up her leg and I notice her part her legs slightly in an u*********s indication of her readiness. A ripple of fear knots itself in my stomach - like that feeling when the roller coaster reaches the apex of the climb and you see the drop you are about to experience.
Her cheeks flush a bit - and it isn't from the round of drinks you are just finishing. I see you pay the tab and as you are getting up, she takes one last glance over at me. My own thoughts are racing and my body is tense. This would be the first time she goes off with someone else. Am I really OK with this? You are younger, fitter, stronger and more attractive than me. Will she come back to me? Will sex with you be more exciting and fulfilling for her? Is this what I really want? But it is... I look deeply into her eyes from across the room and gently smile. Trying to be reassuring, but still leaving her the reminder that I am vulnerable too.
As the two of you leave the bar, I see you slip your arm around her waist and she leans into you. You let your hand slide down and cup her ass cheek gently which evokes another giggle from her as she snuggles even closer into you. You look like a pair of teenagers exploring physicality for the very first time. That is the view I see - not a glance over her shoulder. I am proud of her.
Of course I do not know where you are going, but I am hopeful that it is up to our room in the hotel. We had straightened it up before heading to the bar, in case of just this scenario. And we both had keys. I order one more drink from the passing waitress, to ensure that I stay away for as long as I can. But after 30 minutes or so, I can resist no longer. I have to know.
I pay my tab and try to control my breathing as I walk across the lobby to the elevators. I swipe my card and punch the button for our floor. As the elevator doors open, my breath quickens despite my efforts to remain calm. I get to the door and press my ear against it, listening. I hear nothing. My heart falls as I assume that you have taken her to your room or to your apartment. But still I swipe my key and open the door as silently as possible.
As I enter the room and slowly close the door behind me, I see a light on in the corner and hear quiet murmuring. You ARE here. My heart skips several beats and I have to stand still, leaning against the wall until I am calm enough to proceed. Slowly I creep down the hall to the main room. The first thing I see is shoes on the floor. s**ttered nearby is your shirt ... and pants ... and shorts ... and her panties.
I peek around the corner and see your naked ass. As I crane my neck further I follow from your tight and muscular ass cheeks, along your toned back, to see your face buried in my wife's pussy - her dress pulled up, but not removed. She has her head thrown back. Her bosom is heaving as she gently moans. As I watch, she brings her hands down and buries them in your hair. Gripping it tightly and pulling you into her as she grinds her hips against your mouth.
You bring your arms up the bed, dragging your fingers along her waist and up to her breasts. You push her dress further up and she quickly releases your hair to pull her dress up over her head before grabbing your hair again. You can now reach her breasts and you waste no time taking advantage. You roll her rock-hard nipples between your thumb and fingers and her moans increase.
As you reach up, you shift your legs and I can see your cock clearly. It is a monster - at least eight inches and very thick. Especially at the head.
My own cock is only about 6.5 inches and really thick only at the base. Not bad, but I am in awe of your cock and another wave of fear and anxiety sweeps over me. At that moment you stand up and pull her towards you on her back. Now her ass is at the edge of the bed and you are standing between her legs. Her face is flushed and breathing is ragged and heavy. Your cock is standing tall over her and she has her first good look at it. I am watching her face as she sees it. Her eyes widen and a small gasp escapes her lips.
You bend down, your cock on her stomach with your balls between her legs and the base of your cock pressing against her clitoris. In that position you lean down and kiss her deeply. She hungrily returns the kiss - still amazed that this young stud is hers. That he has chosen her, a 52 year old married mother of three. Alone with her in her hotel room in a foreign city. She is scared and excited and also feeling powerful and sexy. It is that feeling of power that brings her to put her arms around your neck and pull you down even more deeply into the kiss. I cannot see, but can imagine her tongue in your mouth and yours in hers. Tongues playing and dancing.
She raises her legs and puts them around your hips, pulling you down to her. Bringing your cock pressing harder into her clit. She moans, even through the kiss I can hear it. She is affecting you. Her reactions are driving you now. You press down with your cock and slowly draw it back. You are dragging the underside of your cock along her clitoris. Inch after inch, it keeps moving, until the head is resting on her clit. Then you slowly move back up, her clit now slick with the pre-cum leaking from your monster cock on her stomach, nearly reaching her breasts.
The feeling of her clit rubbing the underside of your cock is magical. You break the kiss and bring your mouth to her nipple - while never interrupting the slow movements of your cock on her clit. More and more pre-cum is lubricating her and you. You slide easily over her, slick and smooth. Like you are fucking her clit. She is almost thrashing now - her nipple is hard in your mouth. You bite it gently and she moans even harder and presses up with her hips into your cock. I am watching from the doorway. My own pants wet from my cock straining at them. I am seeing her in a way I have only imagined. Unleashed. Untamed. Unrestrained. She wants you. She wants your cock inside her. I can tell. I know the look.
At this point, you look down to watch your cock moving over her clit and you see me. You stop - surprised. But when you stop, she grips you tighter with her legs and you instinctively continue. You are still looking at me. Wondering. Who is this? Is there going to be trouble? But I look you in the eye and smile. I give you a quick thumbs up and you shrug your shoulders subtly and look back to her.
She has continued to moan, and is pressing more urgently into you. Her hands are searching for your cock to guide it into her hungry pussy. But you are having none of that. You grab her wrists and force her arms over her head. "What do you want?", you demand of her. She says nothing. You draw back as far as you can while still holding her wrists and nearly standing straight, bend your knees and run the underside of your cock along her entire slit, starting with the head, until the base of your hard penis is again pressing into her and the head of your cock is towering over her stomach - like you are trying to fuck her with your balls. She moans plaintively again, the sight of your cock driving her wild. "What do you want???", you demand again.
"I want you inside me!", she finally says with a guttural moan as her hips continue to grind urgently against the base of your cock. "I want you inside me!", she says, louder this time. She begins to thrash against your grip, pressing into you with her pelvis and rolling her head from side to side. That is when she sees me standing there. Watching. She takes it in quickly. Me standing in the doorway, watching her with her soon-to-be lover, my own pants bulging. But she doesn't want to lose her passion. You can tell by her reaction that she knew I might be there. She resumes thrashing, this time with more vigor. "Dammit! Put that cock inside me NOW!", she practically screams. She is pressing urgently and you are actually struggling to hold her down.
But you are still not done with her. Now that you have a better understanding of the situation, you are ready to play. Still holding her wrists, now with one of your large, strong hands, you grab her nipple and pull and twist. She moans hard and arches her back. As she arches, you press your cock hard against her clit, then dip down quickly and run the underside up her slit again, pressing into her hard as you do. She moans again and her eyes close as she practically pants. You do it once more. She is soaking wet with both her juices and your pre-cum. Slick and hot and moist.
"Get over here!" you order me. "Wha-what?", I say. "Get that chair. Bring it here. Sit down. Watch me fuck your wife." As you say these last words, "Watch", "Me", "Fuck", "Your", "Wife" you give her a half-stroke of your cock against her clit as you say each word slowly. She jerks and moans to each word, adding her own reinforcement of your command. I quickly grab the chair and sit down by the bed, watching at an angle so I can see both her pussy and her face - and of course your massive cock, hard, veined and shiny with my wife's juices. Your cock head looks like it must be four times the size of mine.
Once I have complied, you turn your attention completely back to her. You bring your hands down to her hips and begin to caress her tenderly. You run your hands along her hips, the outside of her thighs, along her side, back up to her breasts, which you cup and knead gently. You lean down to give her a light kiss. As you do all this, your cock is continuing to stroke her clitoris, but more lightly now, allowing her both to recover slightly, and also to build her need again after the distraction I have caused. She looks over at me from time to time, sometimes her eyes looking at me with concern or love, other times her eyes almost vacant as her mind is overcome by the physical sensations you are causing to her body.
You bring your hands back to her hips again. Now you draw back and bring the head of your giant penis to just touch the opening of her vagina. You rock gently on your toes, your hands gripping her hips and tease her with the head. You nearly enter her, then twitch at the last moment and ride up over her clitoris. Slide gently back to the opening, then bounce up and over again. She is moaning and trying to grind her hips up to try and force you into her, but your hands gripping her hips are too powerful. You pick up the pace of this, subtly, and she begins to thrash. Her head and arms moving, but her hips held still in your grip. She begins to kick her legs, pounding her heels into your taut ass, trying to force you into her.
She is soaked and your cock is slick from head to base. The only part of her not moving is her pelvis. You are in control, while her mind has descended into a place where all she can do is try to get your cock into her. You turn your head and look at me. You don't just look at me, you look into me. You look directly into my eyes as you draw back and ram your cock into her pussy in one firm stroke. You never take your eyes off mine as she screams in pleasure and pain. She has never had a cock this deep into her before, and certainly nothing this thick. You are stretching her and opening her in ways she has never felt. Your cock is pressing against every nerve ending in her most sensitive of organs.
I break your gaze to look at her. Her head is facing me and I see her eyelids fluttering. You have not moved your cock after your deep thrust. You are letting her get used to your size. Now you slowly draw back until just the head is inside her and repeat your thrust. She screams again. Not a scream of pain, but not a moan either. Something more. Something primal you have drawn out of her in a way I never could. Her scream expresses the intensity of the sensations overwhelming her. Her scream expresses the base feelings of her femininity. A female successful in luring the best male to her, crying out in celebration. Her scream expresses the abandon she has given to her normal soccer-mom life and morals. She is in a different place.
Now you begin to stroke with more regularity. Slow, but deep. So deep. I can almost feel her stretching each time your cock drives into her. She continues to lie with her head facing me. As you are fucking her, she becomes aware of my gaze on her. I am frozen watching her face, her eyes, her mouth. Some part of her consciousness cuts through the sensations enough for her to recognize me. She knows where we are, what we are doing. Even as she has no control over what is happening to her body, what you are doing to and for her, she looks at me. She smiles at me and the consciousness slips away again as she is overtaken by the first orgasm.
She is coming harder than I have ever seen. The long foreplay, teasing and the unique situation, not to mention your cock, all combining to bring her to heights she had never reached. While her head is rolling from side to side and she is moaning and panting, from my position I can almost feel all her energy centered on her pelvis. She is pressing and clenching and I can imagine the feeling of her tight pussy milking your cock. You have stopped stroking to let her orgasm subside. I don't know whether because you are not ready to cum or because you are too ready to cum. Either way, you pause, and as if to take your mind off the sensations in your cock, you turn to look at me. I feel your eyes on me and drag my own away from watching my wife cum on your cock. I can't imagine what my face looks like. Am I forlorn and victimized or powerful in my own right - able to give my wife over to this pleasure, and give her over to you? Or is it a mixture of the two?
As her orgasm slowly ends, you wait for just that right moment to begin stroking again. Too soon and the sensations will be too intense, too late and you won't catch her soon enough to quickly bring her to another climax. When you judge the moment right, without takig your eyes off mine, you begin to thrust into her again. Her panted, ragged breathing quickens and she begins to moan quietly again. This time you are increasing your pace. Your hands are still gripping her hips and you are driving into her deeply. Your cock is so big! She is spread wide, speared on your member. I can't believe it is not ripping her in two, but she is loving it. Moans coming louder now.
You are thrusting quickly, but always deeply. Always bottoming out so that each of her moans ends in a little grunt as the pressure pushes a bit of air out of her lungs. Her grunts in time with your thrusts. I can see her energy and focus shifting back to her pelvis again. She is actually pushing into you as you thrust into her. She wants more. Faster, harder, bigger. You give her what she wants. Now you take your eyes off me and move your hands up her body. This releases her hips and she begins to grind frantically against your thrusts. She tries to keep up, to match your rhythm, but you are moving so fast.
As she grinds against you, you lean down slightly, allowing your own pelvis to begin to put pressure on her clitoris. This drives her even more wild. She is pressing up against you as you lean down and place your hands on her breasts. Your large hands can easily cup each breast with your thumb and forefinger rolling and squeezing her nipples. She moans harder and bucks her hips. She is milking your cock with her tight pussy on each thrust. I can see your ass cheeks clenching hard as you press into her. Suddenly you turn your head and look at me questioningly. I nod and you increase your pace even more.
As you begin to pant, I know that your cock is swelling even larger inside her. She turns her head and looks at me with open eyes. Her mouth is open as she moans uncontrollably. She can feel you growing inside her, taking her over the edge again. As she explodes in another orgasm, she is looking directly into my eyes. Her pussy spasms on your rock-hard cock and you explode within her. Hot cum shoots from your cock and fills her with a boiling cauldron deep inside her. She screams again as a second wave of her orgasm, brought on by your ejaculation overcomes her. You have not stopped thrusting and I can see cum leaking from around the edge of your cock. Slowly, as her orgasm winds down, you stop thrusting and let your half-hard, but still impressive cock slip from my wife's pussy.
You step back and look at her. Lying on the bed, spent. You look at me. With a gesture, you bring me to my feet and have me kneeling on the floor with my head between her legs. Your cum is dripping out of her. I reach out with my tongue and begin to tenderly lick the cum from her thighs. Her pussy is spread so wide, I feel like with a flashlight, I could see right to her cervix. Cum is literally running out of it. As I clean her thighs and get to her pussy lips the salty, mineral taste of your cum mixes with her juices. Nectar of the gods. I am eagerly, but carefully cleaning her. She starts to respond. Gently pressing her hips up into my tongue. Not going to orgasm, but feeling pleasant aftershocks of pleasure at my attentions.
When I have finished cleaning her, I stand and walk to the side of the bed. I lean over and she looks at me. She reaches out with her arms and I bend down and hug her. It is a hug of such an intensity I have never experienced before. It is a hug that says, "Thank you". It is a hug that says, "I'm sorry". It is a hug that says, "I love you". When she breaks the hug, I gently kiss her lips and stand up again. I see that you have quietly dressed and are standing by the door. I turn and nod and give you a thumbs up. You slip out the door as I gently cover her and she slips off into a satisfied and well-earned sleep.
Tamera
- 19.02.2021
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