You have just given me the most explosive orgasm of my life and you don’t stop there. You continue to fuck me hard through my orgasm. I am bent over my bed with my heels lifting my ass in the air exposing my most intimate parts. The wet sounds and the sounds of your hips hitting my ass have my body surrendering to what you are giving me. I never knew I could feel this good. Sex has never been like this before.
For a moment you fear my moans and screams are too loud. The smacking of flesh on flesh ringing out, afraid we’ll be caught. But you push that back to the back of your mind and focus on the job at hand, giving proper attention to a neglected wife. “You like that Mrs. C? You like how it feels to have me fuck your married pussy?”
I am getting louder the more you move inside me. I can feel a buildup as the walls of my pussy contract against you. I am so close and I know you can feel it too.
“Oh yes, I love it. I have never felt anything so good. Please don’t stop.”
You grab my arms just above the elbows and pull me back, my back arching pushing my tits out as they bounce with every thrust of you hammering against me. The speed that only a young stud like you can offer.
Smack!, Smack!, Smack!
Our bodies collide over and over as my hair is flailing around, dress falling between us and you’re pounding me like never before. Calling out as I feel you hitting my deepest places with every thrust. “Fuck. Oh fuck that feels so good!”
The fear of getting caught has slipped my mind too. I have lost all sense of time and place and only focus you. If my husband came in the room right now, I wouldn’t want you to stop.
Grabbing my arms and pulling me back against you, fucking me like you know I needed I hear you whisper in my ear “Cum Mrs C., cum on this big young cock again.”
Your words are my undoing and as you whisper your command, I fall. You can feel my body shaking as I crumble into a million tiny little pieces beneath you. My second orgasm seems to go on forever, my whole body is tingling and you have slowed your pace. It is like an endless feeling of bliss. I squeeze the young cock inside me feeling every move you make taking me to a new level of orgasm.
My cum is dripping down your cock and you are still holding my arms. Suddenly I feel you throw me face down on my bed. I hear your cock slap against your belly. “Fuck, oh Fuck Mrs. C., get down here on your knees. Suck on this young cock.”
Quickly I scramble off of the bed eager to take you in my mouth. I feel so slutty rushing to take you, so eagerly. You lean back against my bed and wait for me to get into position. I look up at you and wrap my fingers around your big fat cock and begin licking and sucking and pull you into my mouth. You have no idea that this is what I love to do but I will show you that it is.
I have never had such a big thick young cock in my mouth. I don’t know if I will ever be able to take it all. I feel you looking at me. You undo your shirt and remove it.
“That’s it Mrs. C. Mmmm…”
Then I feel your fingers running through my hair tucking it back out of my face watching me struggle to take your thick young cock in to my throat. “Everything okay ma’am?”
I feel the head of your cock hit the back of throat and I still haven’t gotten down to where my hand is. So big! It will have to go down my throat in order to take it all. I have never done that before.
“Mmmmm, everything is more than okay. You taste so good.” I say as I push you in as far as I can take you, pushing my limits to please you.
“Oh Fuck!” you groan, as I take you deeper into my throat. “Fuck Mrs. C. you are hungry aren’t you?”
Desperately wanting to make you feel even a glimpse of what you made me feel a moment ago and maybe a little over eager to please you, you seem to notice.
Taking my hand I squeeze the base of your cock and then run my fingers down to wrap around your balls as I continue to take you slowly in and out of my throat. I am still not taking it all, but making a valiant effort.
With my mouth stuffed I look up at you and I feel your hand on the back of my head pushing just a little bit each time urging me to take it further.
“That’s it, suck that cock. Fuck look at you. So fucking beautiful like that.”
Your words of encouragement are what I need. Knowing that what I am doing makes you feel good is the greatest joy for me and unlike it has ever been with my husband. Hearing your breath hitch and your moaning as I take you in each time.
Maybe it is the pressure of knowing I am older and girls your age are probably better at this than me, but I am determined to give you a blow job you will never forget. I am willing myself to relax my throat. Urging myself to take it all, knowing that not many have probably ever done that before.
“Uhhh that’s so good Mrs. C. I love feeding you, starved for attention, starved for cock. I am in heaven watching you.”
Then you hear my husband again, “Hon? Did you buy snacks?”
“Fuck. Can’t he do anything for himself?” I begin stroking you as I call downstairs. “I put some on a tray in the fridge honey.” A grin crosses my lips as I look at you and take you back into my mouth.
“Is the cable guy still working up there? Does he need a hand?" he calls up again.
As I feel your hand back on my head I know I cannot speak and when I try to pull back, you push me back down. Your hand grips my hair as you yell down to him.
“No sir, I think I got everything under control up here. Just enjoy the game,” you holler. Then I hear you mumbling under your breath. “Fucking idiot.”
Some women hate that feeling of a hand on their head during a blow job and to me it says you like what I'm doing... I cough as you gag me with your cock not quite realizing you were pressing me too far. I spit and sputter. You place a finger where my lips meet your cock, and let me up, marking how far I got.
"Just a little bit more, Mrs. C." as your finger marks just over halfway down.
Gathering my hair in your fist you are removing any obstructions and watching me closely. I’m working to take more of your cock into my throat. I feel drool escaping and running down your shaft and down my chin over the front of my dress.
I am embarrassed by my gagging. Not having gagged on a cock before, I don't realize that you expect this to happen as I try to take it all.
“That’s it baby, choke on my big young cock. I love seeing you gag on it.”
The drool coming out of my mouth serves as a lubricant to allow me to take more. I can feel you inside my throat this time and I am more relaxed, taking it further, looking up at you as you see me go past where I was before stretching my mouth wide and keeping eye contact.
“Oh yes Mrs. C. Wow, fuck, you are the best.”
I feel like I am in an out of body experience.
Who is this girl taking this strangers thick young cock down her throat?
Listening to your words I feel like I can do anything. I love how pleasing it is to you. The feeling is pure joy and so powerful to know I can make you feel this way. My husband never enjoyed this like you do.
Suddenly my throat relaxes and you slam your cock all the way down my throat. My lips are suddenly pressed against your body and your cock is fully buried. I cannot believe it! You hold me there and I am struggling to take a breath, but I don't dare move until you let me.
“Oh fuck. Yes.” you scream as your hand is on my head holding me down. “Fuck.” you shout too loud and my husband calls out.
“What is going on up there? Is everything okay?” he says.
Uhh, yes sir! Just fine, everything is fine,” you shout.
I can feel my throat contracting a little around your cock it is a feeling I will never be able to explain. I can't imagine how that feels to you. I am gagging and struggling but you don’t let me up.
I hear you growling “Take it, fucking take it.” You release me for a second, but not for long as you immediately pull me back down to take you all the way again holding me in place.
As you let me back up for air and I am catching my breath and licking your shaft.
Breathing heavily you are talking almost to yourself, “I can’t believe this day. That idiot downstairs has no idea what a cock hungry MILF he has.”
Now that you know I can take it, you don’t let my throat close. You keep letting me up for air and then grabbing my hair and pulling me back down pushing your cock all the way into my throat.