Finally, after a long moan, Beth sighs and turns, and I take my hard cock out of her. She sits on the couch now, and I look down at her tear-streaked face, her sweat-covered tits, her soaked pubic hair that covers her moist, satisfied cunt.
She looks up at me, her facial muscles twitching after being forced into those contortions for all this time. My cock is still hard as a fucking cylinder, but I make no move right now. I simply stand over her and look at her.
She nods and smiles. “I just need a minute,” she says, leaning her head back on the couch. “Just give me a minute.”
I nod, gently rubbing my cock to stay hard even though I am still ridiculously turned on by the sight of Beth sitting on the couch, her head leaning back, her eyes focused on the ceiling, her arms hanging limp to her sides, her legs still spread shamelessly, showing off her hairy pussy lips, that beautiful cunt.
“Take your time,” I whisper, my head buzzing as I continue to gently jerk myself off while staring at her wide-open pussy. “Take your time. I’ll be right here.”
11
It doesn’t take much time before she lifts her head and looks at me, first in the eye and then in the cock. I am oozing on the couch cushion, but she doesn’t seem to care. She just smiles and spreads her legs even further and begins to rub her clit with her forefinger. She smiles again, her tongue darting out and back in almost involuntarily.
“Hi, Richie,” she whispers now, looking up at me with those big brown eyes that have perhaps witnessed many men’s hard cocks over the years. She takes a deep breath and licks her lips as she continues to rub her clit, and then she pushes herself back into the cushion of the couch and lifts one leg over the couch’s padded armrest. Her pussy is spread wide open now, and I stare hungrily at it as she teases herself and looks up at me again. “Hi, Richie,” she whispers once more.
“Hi,” I whisper back, making eye contact for a moment but then immediately refocusing on her pussy.
The thick, dark folds of her cunt are opened wide, and I can smell her from where I stand. It is driving me fucking nuts now, and I let go of my dick so I don’t cum all over her. I don’t want to cum just yet. Not here. Not like this. No, I want to cum inside her. I want to feel my semen surge into her. I want HER to feel my semen gush through her canals.
There was no mentions of condoms, and I sure as fuck aren’t going to bring it up. I guess she could get pregnant, but I don’t give a flying fuck right now. In some way it turns me on to think I could get her knocked up, that she’d let me get her knocked up.
But those thoughts disappear the moment I get another whiff of the moist, warm aroma from between her legs, and I stand in front of her and rip off my T-shirt.
She takes a sharp breath when she sees me standing in front of her completely naked, my smooth skin slightly tanned, the hint of bronze showing off my abs and pecs, that vein that runs down the side of my hips and disappears into my well-defined pelvis.
She begins to rub herself faster now, and then she looks up at me and takes her hand away from between her legs.
Those legs are still spread wide, one leg over the armrest, and I can smell her very strongly now. The smell awakens something primal in me, and I bend down and shove my hands under her ass, raising her hips slightly as I lower my head.
The smell is overwhelming, and I bury my face in her pussy, slamming my nose and mouth into her so hard that she cries out. I begin to furiously fuck her with my tongue, tasting her juices and swallowing with abandon. Wetness is pouring out of her as she moans and writhes, and I hold her asscheeks tightly with my hands as I open and close my mouth against her cunt, my lips kissing her lips, my tongue rolling around her clit.
“Oh, mother of god,” she cries now, and she grabs my head and pushes it into her pussy, rubbing herself into my face like she wants to swallow me with her cunt. “Oh, fucking hell, Richie.”
I let her hold my head down for a minute, enjoying the pleasure I am giving her. But then I push myself away, my lips dripping with her fluids, my nose and cheeks wet with her juice. I kiss her on the face with tremendous force, and she responds by licking me, tasting herself on me.
“I want to fuck you now, Beth,” I gurgle as my face is close to hers. “I want to fuck you hard it hurts me. I want to have scars and abrasions on my dick when we’re done. I want to feel myself explode inside you, Beth.”
She is moaning now, because the tip of my erect cock is touching her engorged clit. She does not reply in words, but simply nods her head furiously, whimpering something that sounds like, “Uh-huh. Uh.”
With tremendous speed I push myself into her straight on. We are both so wet that my cock slides in like butter, and I feel myself deep inside her now, the tip of my cock touching the sensitive inner wall of her vagina, causing her to get wetter and warmer, moan louder and harder.
This time I do not hold back, and I cry out as I start to pump her hard, my hips pounding against her inner thighs. She screams and puts her hands above her head, bracing herself against the wall behind the couch. The couch itself is creaking like it will come apart at the seams, but nothing is going to stop me now.
We get into a frantic rhythm as I ram myself back and forth, and she lets out a howl every time I push in. I keep going, calling on every ounce of energy to keep pumping, and I look up at her convulsing tits, the flesh on them pulsating like there’s an earthquake inside her. I take one of her erect nipples into my mouth and press on it with my lips, pulling at it, sucking. Then I lean back again and slap her tits hard, again and again as she cries out in ecstasy. I rub her throat, stick my fingers in her mouth, watch her suck my fingertips.
I grab her wrists, which are up against the wall behind her, and then bend down and lick her clean-shaven armpits as I continue to fuck her like a dog in heat. Her eyes are closed tight, and she is moaning so loudly that I fear the neighbors will call 911.
Now her eyes open wide and so does her mouth. She is going to come, I think. She is going to come hard, right now, right here.
And holy fuck, so am I.
12
“Come inside me,” she gasps, her mouth still wide open, her eyes bugging out like she is being choked. “Fucking come inside me, Richie. I want your cum in me. I don’t give a fuck, Richie. Oh, you fucking asshole, you fucking come inside me right fucking now!”
Now she screams, and her neck stretches out as she comes. She arches her back and sticks her tits up in the air, the nipples standing up like minarets on a temple. She continues to move as I keep on fucking her, my orgasm just moments away, my own neck straining with the buildup to a massive explosion.
And as I feel it coming, I withdraw, and then with all my strength I turn her around and drive my exploding cock into her asshole.
She screams as I come into her ass, and I cannot hold back so I shout as well. I grab her tits from behind and pull her into me, my eyes glazing over as I feel myself pour my orgasm into her voluptuous ass.
I keep pumping, keep coming, my orgasm seemingly without end. I feel the strain in my groin, but I do not let up, and I keep fucking her in the ass, pushing my cock in as deep as possible.
She is up against the wall now, letting out a groan each time I push, saliva dripping from her lips, her eyelids fluttering. I think she is still coming too, and I slow down and reach around and put my hand on her pussy, my thumb easily finding her expanded clit.
She sighs and presses down on my hand, turning her head slightly so I can see her face. Her eyes are still closed, but she is smiling gently now, and she rocks her hips back and forth, slowing me down until I finish ejaculating and my cock stops throbbing.
Finally I push in hard one last time and stop, my face collapsing on her sweat-soaked back, both of us pushed up against the wall.
My cock still in her asshole, we fall sideways into the couch without speaking. There is nothing to say. Nothing we can say.
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13
On Sunday morning, when I am getting ready to drive back to college, she walks me to the front door, kisses me on the lips, and rubs my cock through my jeans.
“You better not break my daughter’s heart,” she whispers in my ear, her hand still rubbing my cock, teasing me, knowing that I will jerk myself off in the car several times on the way back, that I will be thinking of her this evening when I fuck Mindy in the mouth and pussy and ass.
“After this weekend? No fucking way,” I say, taking a deep breath as I start to get hard. But I am already late and Beth is just teasing, and so I push her hand away and open the front door. “In fact I think I should just fucking marry her so I can be a part of this family as soon as possible. I want to be a part of this family forever.” I smile at Beth and lean over to say goodbye, squeezing her tits and kissing her on the mouth.
She laughs as I walk out to my truck. The sun is shining and it is a beautiful day. “You are already a part of this family,” she calls after me with a hint of something in her voice. “See you at Thanksgiving?”
I smile and shake my head, waving to her without turning.
“See you at Thanksgiving,” I say.
∞
FROM THE AUTHOR
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