Beantown Weekend Chapter One
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Kate and Dale had enjoyed many steamy chats on the website for months, but this weekend was their opportunity to see whether their physical selves could come close to the heat they generated remotely.
Kate and I cuddle, naked, on the love seat, chatting and kidding each other. We sip at our drinks, drawing out the delicious sexual tension between us. My arm is around her shoulder, and I am lazily rubbing my fingertips over a very erect nipple, while she has my re-engorged penis lightly in her left hand, rubbing her forefinger over the mushroom head. We pet each other casually like this, as we learn a bit more about each other. I am enjoying the conversation, but also working to repress the animalistic desire to grab her and impale her. I sense a similar tension in her, but we draw out the foreplay. We both thrive on the teasing game.
Finally, Kate takes the initiative. She obviously has had enough of the patient, civilized approach. She lifts herself off the loveseat and positions herself directly in front of me, her glorious curves glistening in the candlelight. She smiles coyly, and one hand goes down to her smooth pussy, and she starts to rub slowly in front of me, eyes fixed on mine, in a hypnotic, seductive stare. She rotates her hips as she does so, sliding her free hand up to her generous breasts, kneading them and caressing the large, engorged nipples. Oh my!
“How many times do you think I have masturbated, while talking to you on the website, Dale?” I can tell that she is very much aroused as she performs, and the smacking, wet sounds coming from her nether regions are evidence. Her eyes have a dreamy, faraway look to them, as she begins to impale her pussy with two of her fingers.
“How many times have you made me cum, do you think, telling me all the things that you want to do to me?” Her fingers slide in and out, and then she brings the wet digits to her lips, sucking them slowly, then letting her long, wet tongue course their glistening lengths.
Not surprisingly, I am fully engaged and aroused by her little show, and I can’t help but start to stroke my bobbing erection, as I watch her. “I think we are both teasers, both voyeurs, Kate. We love to give physical pleasure. We love to make each other cum. You make lots of other guys on that site cum too, I’ll bet. You are such a horny little slut, aren’t you?”
She moans in pleasure, responding to my accusation, closing her eyes and rubbing a bit more aggressively. I can tell that she is getting herself close to the top again. This is so natural for her. She is intensely sexual, so uninhibited. I reach to the side table with my free hand and grab my wallet. I release my grip on my cock to retrieve a condom. I am just about to tear the wrapper when Kate’s hand appears, covering mine.
“No, Dale. You know me. I know you. I want to feel you fully. Every inch, every curve, every vein. And I want to feel your hot cum spurt inside me. We’ve talked about it enough on the website. I don’t want the latex version now, baby. You O.K. with that?”
“Mmmmm. Deal,” I croak, tossing the unopened condom on the side table. “You need to slide that wet pussy onto me right now then, Kate? My gentlemanly veneer is wearing away quickly. If I don’t start ramming that pussy of yours soon, this repressed caveman in me may bust loose and you could be in big trouble.”
“Let the caveman loose, baby!” Kate sighs, her hand returning to her pussy, her hips continuing their tantalizing swaying motion, as she rubs herself in a wet blur. She stops rubbing suddenly, sucks in her breath, hips still pumping, and whispers, “You are not going to club me over the head and fuck me senseless, are you, Dale?”
“I just might just do that, if you don’t let me fuck you soon, you fucking tease!” I can tell my aggressive trash talk is pushing her further into her crazed slut mode, as her rubbing and thrusting speed up. She is whimpering pathetically as she masturbates frantically in front of me. Meanwhile, my cock is throbbing and coated in precum, and I can no longer wait for her to impale herself on it.
I reach out and grab her by the waist and pull her toward me. She squeals and teasingly resists, continuing to rub and circle her now reddened clit. “You think you can just grab a woman and throw her on your cock, don’t you! You ARE a Neanderthal!”
“Ug want fuck!” I grunt, in my best caveman rasp.
She wriggles out of my grip, turns her back toward me, facing the mirror, and finally starts to move toward my lap. “Have it your way, then, Ug. I guess a girl can’t have a little ‘personal’ time in the Stone Age.”
“I promise I will get REAL personal with you. Just slide down onto my cock, would you?”
She straddles me on the love seat and finally grabs my throbbing penis, directing it at its dripping target. “Maybe I just wanted to make sure that I was ready to receive this big thing.” I finally feel her hot wetness on the head of my cock, and she drags my erect helmet up and down the entire length of her opening, continuing her teasing. She turns to look back at me, a teasing look in her eyes.
After about ten such tantalizing runs up and down her soaked slit, I have had enough. This time, when she gets to the bottom of her circuit, I grab her hips and thrust hard upward, impaling her in one motion. She gasps and shudders, and I emit an animal groan. “Uhhhhh! O.K., tease, I think it’s about time you started humping me! Now start bouncing up and down, Kate. Make those big, beautiful tits bounce up and down, baby! Fuck like you can!”
Finally, all hell breaks loose, and the patient foreplay and Kate’s teasing give way to frantic, raw fucking. She pumps frantically up and down on me, as I thrust upward to meet her, forcing the swollen head of my penis as deep into her as it possibly can go.
After the extended foreplay and teasing, Kate cums hard within seconds, her vibrating cries of ecstasy in harmony with the slapping, grunting sounds of our relentless fucking. The feeling of her orgasming pussy pulsating around my engorged cock is exquisite. I just want to keep humping her. I’ve looked forward to it for so long. I am thankful for the blowjob earlier, or I would never be able to withstand this fury without cumming.
I give her no rest during or after her orgasm, but keep my hand firmly around her hips, manhandling her up and down my length. Then my hands go to her bouncing tits, as she continues to ride me roughshod, panting as she repeatedly impales herself on my cock. The playful talk is gone. I am banging her hard, fast and mercilessly.
“I can feel you right up to my fucking navel!” she whimpers, in the staccato voice of a woman getting herself screwed senseless.
Eventually, I start to feel the familiar tingle, and I realize that I will need to change positions soon, or I will soon be emptying my balls into the depths of her vagina. I don’t want that yet. I pick her up roughly and turn her around to face me. Then I thrust deep inside her one more time, and grasp her firmly by the hips, rising to my feet with her fully impaled.
I keep her suspended mid-air, and give her a rough kiss. She clutches onto my neck and I walk her over to the mirror, standing sideways to the mirror, so we both can see. We are still locked together, my cock deep inside her, and I look her in the eyes with a crazed, wicked smile. I grip her ass tightly and pump her hard five or six times, as we both watch the penetrations hungrily in the mirror. So much adrenaline, testosterone, estrogen. High octane lust, at its best.
I waddle over to the bed, still clamping tightly onto her firm ass, my cock firmly planted, and I lay her down on her back, on the bed. She wiggles up the bed to better position herself, and I position myself above her, never once letting my rigid cock slip out of her. When she finally establishes her position in the middle of the bed, I quickly resume my frantic pumping, accelerating to high gear. She groans and clutches my ass, pushing me as far into her as she can muster.
The bed is shaking and the headboard is rattling noisily, as I pound Kate’s wet pussy, in and out, over and over. She moans and I grunt, and I can tell she is building toward yet another orgasm. So am I. I want this to go on forever, but it won’t. I need to fill this young woman to the brim. And I will. We are nothing but breeding animals, at this point.
Kate suddenly gasps and stops breathing, and I know that she is cresting. Her face locks in a winced position, much akin to extreme pain, but I know that she is actually preparing for the flood of endorphins and ecstasy that will soon overwhelm her. My own flood is imminent as well, as the dam walls in my loins begin to falter and leak. I feel the first surge of sperm blast from my testicles and through the shaft of my spasming penis.
Kate wails desperately, as she too releases, squeezing my ass in near-sadistic fashion, as she hurls herself frantically under me, as if to siphon every drop of sperm she can from my ejecting penis. I feel jet after jet of my cum pulse through my cock, on its tumultuous journey deep into the depths of her pussy.
I am still twitching thirty seconds later, though the intensity and frequency finally eases, and I roll myself gently off of her chest, and pull her to her side, sighing and smiling. I pull the disheveled hair from her face, kiss her lightly on the nose and slide my cum-covered, softening cock against the gentle curve of her ass cheeks, wiggling my hips playfully as I do so. She inhales and exhales deeply and smiles.
“You might as well get my ass full of cum too, while you are at it!” she jokes, “I think you have deposited your seed just about everywhere by now.”
“This is premium, high octane stuff, I’ll have you know. You should be grateful!”
“I’ll bet it is! You are not that bad for an old guy,” she teases.
“Old guy! Old guy? You little bugger!” I reach around and slap her ass hard. She winces and grabs my hand quickly.
“Hey! That hurt!” she protests, “I never said I was into that, did I? But … I probably am,” she giggles and kisses me. “I think I could be into almost anything with you. That was a super hot fuck, Dale. Way better than being on the computer, imagining you fucking me.”
“Yeah, I wanted to stay in you all night. You felt great. It’s been an awesome night.”
“I think I feel very WET right now. I didn’t think you would ever stop cumming. I am definitely going to need a good shower, maybe a ‘hose-down’.” She kisses me hard, clenching my hair as she does. She wiggles her ass against my deflating cock, and I see my whiteness oozing out of her.
“Part of me wishes I could stay hard forever, and just keep fucking you, Kate. This is perfect.”
“Mmmm. But you’d probably kill me that way, Dale. Thank God for the male refractory period.” She laughs and reaches back with a tissue, attempting to stop the flood now oozing from her vagina.
“The ‘refractory period’. That’s a real ‘nurse’ thing to say, you know,” I tease. “I thought you’d expect me to keep fucking you to the wee hours. Don’t you young people fuck all night? And then in the morning too?”
“Sometimes, yes. But even younger guys, and this younger girl, need a break after a session like that!”
“Well, I feel I should warn you, Kate - this ‘old guy’ will be back. I feel like I need to teach you to show a little respect for your elders.” I go to slap her ass again, but this time she lunges out of the way, smiling saucily back at me and sticking out her tongue. She looks beautiful, freshly fucked, radiant, satiated. She walks slowly backwards, mistrustful, eyes focussed on me, giggling, until she is fully clear of the bed. Then she turns and pads off to the shower. I rise to join her.
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