Jennifer sucked hard as her eager lips took all of me inside her mouth. Her finger toyed at the sensitive area below my scrotum, teasing the perineum, before lightly touching my asshole.

True to her boasts, she was an expert cocksucker.

My cock twitched in her mouth as my pending orgasm rose. Sensing my release only caused her to become even more voracious with her task.

Grasping her hair, I spasmed, legs twitching, as I released ropes of cum into her hungry mouth. She swallowed me completely, never letting so much as one iota of sperm escape from her mouth.

“Oh my God!” I exclaimed, as I pulled her face up to mine. I kissed her deeply in appreciation. The lingering taste of my cum danced on my tongue.

Pulling away from me, she looked at me and smiled. “You surprised me with that kiss! My husband would never let me kiss him after a blowjob.”

Although I had known Jennifer in an IRC chatroom for months, we had only met live and in person two hours ago. We were attending a group gathering from our chat room here in Vegas at one of the cheaper hotels on the strip, the Westward Ho Hotel and Casino. We were expecting about twenty people to be joining us for the weekend. Many of them were married couples, some were married but without their spouses, and some, like me, single.

Jennifer fell into the married without her spouse camp. We had been online lovers for several months and when this group trip was planned, we had both decided to meet. She had warned me beforehand that any sex other than oral was off the table. She had never been unfaithful to her husband, but decided that some oral play would be okay.

I, on the other hand, had other plans. Oh, I had no plans to force her into having sex. I just knew that she would change her mind and be a willing partner.

Before getting too far, I must tell you, dear reader, that I am a twenty-five year old male who enjoys older women. In the case of Jennifer, older by nearly fifteen years. I had specifically chosen the chat room because it catered to married persons in their thirties and older.

I know! I know! I can hear you asking “why?” Well, that’s a long story that goes back to my first experiences as a teen and could be the subject of a story on its own merit. Suffice it to say, that I liked older, mature women, preferably on the heavier side.

Later that evening, after meeting up with some of the others from our group, Jennifer and I found our way back to my room and fell into the bed.

Following some heavy kissing and fondling, we both stripped out of our clothes. I was completely naked, but Jennifer had left her shirt and panties on. Grabbing her panties at both sides, I peeled them from her. She laughed as she wriggled her hips to accommodate me.

I put my head between her legs, kissing her inner thigh, slowly working my lips toward her hairy pussy. Her hands guided my head and it wasn’t long before my lips and tongue were working their magic on her clitoris and labia. She moaned in pleasure as my tongue darted between her lips, tasting her juices, then moved up to capture her clit between my lips, sucking at it while my tongue danced on the tip.

Her legs trembled as I brought her to a swift moment of pleasure. With each flicker of my tongue, I could feel her shudder beneath me. Her fingers gripped my hair tightly as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure overcame her.

My hands searched under her shirt for her ample breasts, massaging them, teasing her nipples between my fingers. My cock was rock hard as I kissed my way up her body until our lips met, tongues searching. I was pressed hard against her, my cock nestled between her and me.

I moved my hips in a gyrating motion, allowing my cock to slide up and down between her labia and rubbing against her clit. Jennifer was moaning now, grinding herself against me. I kissed her ear, sucking softly on the lobe, then raised myself up from her onto my knees.

I poised my cock at her pussy, the tip toying with her wetness and then rubbing up against her swollen clit.

“Tell me what you want, Jennifer” I whispered softly.

She merely moaned as my cock toyed at the entrance to her cunt, the head just slightly rubbing against her very wet lips.

“Please” she murmured.

“Tell me, Jennifer. Do you want me to stop? I promised you that I’d respect your wishes.”

“Oh God! Damn you, Max!” She cried out as her hands grasped by cheeks of my ass and pulled me to her. She was so wet that my cock met no resistance and I plunged myself fully inside of her. “Fuck me” she cried out as she thrust her hips up to meet my thrust.

I fucked her hard. It wasn’t gentle love making. It was intense, hard fucking, two people so engulfed in the pleasure of the moment. My cock drove into her with passion.

With every withdrawal, I would slam my fullest deep inside her again. I could feel my balls begin to swell with a pending release and knew that I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. My ass cheeks clenched as I fucked her, trying vainly to hold back just a few moments longer.

Her legs wrapped tightly around me, urging me on. I knew I was ready to come and pulled my cock out at the moment of ejaculation, shooting ropes of come across her pubic hair and belly. “Damn!” I exclaimed. I reached down between us and scooped up a dollop of my come with my finger and held it out to her lips. Her tongue licked at the juices then she sucked my finger between her lips.

Smiling at me, she said, “I knew we were going to fuck the moment that I saw how big your cock was and sucked on it earlier. You’re so much bigger than my husband and I knew I needed to feel you inside me.”

“Are you okay with that?” I asked.

“I’ll probably feel some guilt later. But for now, I’m just planning on enjoying your cock all weekend,” she giggled as her hand wrapped around my shaft and pulled me closer to her, kissing me deeply.