Mrs. Pearce is turning out to be an incredible lay, and I haven't even fucked her yet,
Josh thought as he stood in the bedroom, waiting for her to emerge from the bathroom, where she had gone to clean up. She had been fully responsive to his touch throughout, willing to go along with his every suggestion, whether he said them to her or simply indicated with a touch or a gesture.
He was painfully aware that her pussy had been far from satisfied so far. After he had ravaged her mouth and throat more than he had even thought possible (he'd kinda gone a little crazy there) and mauled her magnificent tits to his heart's content, he had shamefully ignored her pussy, leaving her to tend to that herself. That was about to change.
The bathroom door opened and she smiled as she walked up to him, perfectly comfortable in her nudity. She had fixed her make-up and her hair, looking as presentable as ever, as if she were going out to an upscale dinner party. Except that she didn't have a stitch of clothing on her.
Time to fuck, lover-boy.
"How do you want me?"
He put his hand on the small of her back and guided her toward the bed. "Um, if you could lie on your tummy, kind of diagonal across the bed." He gestured to indicate where she should position herself. Again, his brain almost short-circuited as she got onto the bed, on all fours, her arched back, perfect ass, pendulous breasts, then positioned herself in that graceful gliding motion as she had on the couch earlier. He scooted in behind her and settled in on the back of her thighs, then started massaging her, focusing on her round ass cheeks and lower back. As he massaged her ass cheeks, they surged up at him, quietly insisting for him to ravage her, just as he had seen on the couch downstairs.
Something occurred to him. He leaned over to the side and opened the bedside table. Vaseline, just as he suspected. It went well with the saucy novel he had spotted downstairs. He dabbed some on his cock and then placed it in the swell of her butt cleavage.
She gasped and sighed, increasingly turned on as he ran his hard cock through the valley of her butt cheeks. He had to be careful here -- the sensation was intensely erotic, and he didn't want to just cum on her back. She was fully turned on, it seemed, whimpering and pushing up at him, so it was time to take this to the next level -- to finally fill her need.
Her moaning got more intense.
God I want that cock in me,
she thought.
Give it to me already.
"Do me," she whispered. "Just do me."
He adjusted his position. Keeping his cock sliding back and forth through that delightful groove, he put his feet outside of hers and his hands on either side of her shoulders, suspended on his powerful limbs, as if he were going to do push-ups right on top of her. He hunched down and gently bit the back of her neck, sending shivers through her.
He's going to fuck me now fuck me now.
She groaned at the mere thought of it.
"If you could just..." He reached around her abdomen with one hand and gently pushed upward, indicating for her to raise her mid-section.
Slowly she did, his hand under her abdomen, gently guiding her upwards, her delicious ass and thighs rising to meet his powerful, hard body, her soft mounds underneath her lifting off. All the while he kept thrusting his cock against her butt cleavage, the tip of his cock rhythmically emerging at the crack of her ass. She sighed and gasped at the delicious sensation.
Finally she was on all fours, her slick slit wet and ready for him. She flipped her mane of hair to one side with a flick of her head and looked back at him, saw him kneeling behind her, fisting his cock. She was about to get her fill at last. As he moved in and she felt his knob make contact, she gasped at the invasion that she was now sure was imminent.
"Wait -- do we need a condom?"
"I'm clean, Mrs. Pearce."
"Me too. And on the pill. Now go."
Get that thing in me, fuck me.
He fingered her slick pussy lips, parting the petals slightly to ease his entrance. She gasped as his crown popped into her, and she arched her back, her perfect breasts jutting out, heaving with excitement.
Oh God, oh God... he's inside me... he's stretching me...
Two inches in, he paused, pulsing his cock by flexing his PC muscle. At the same time, he reached around and grasped one of her breasts, squeezing it. Suddenly, her body tensed and bucked.
She's coming already
,
she's on a hair trigger.
He waited for her to settle down, then fed her another few inches, his rigid pole advancing into her tight, slick tunnel, stretching her.
Oh God, he's glorious
...
He paused again in his advance, gave her a playful slap on her ass and grasped her breast again, tweaking the nipple while pulsating his cock inside her. A second orgasm took hold of her, and her body convulsed, her back rising like a stretching cat. He grasped her hip with one hand so he wouldn't slip out of her spasming body.
Without waiting for her to settle down completely, he went all-in, his knob kissing her cervix, his groin pressed up against her smooth, perfectly tanned ass. This time, he reached around to scoop up her breasts and proceeded to set her nipples on fire, letting them roll through his fingers rapidly.
He felt like he was at a rodeo as his fuck-target went into orgasmic overdrive, as he had previously witnessed on the couch downstairs. Legs trembling, abdomen heaving, ass pushing back at him, breasts swaying. Her third climax since they had made it to the bedroom, and they hadn't even started properly fucking yet.
From the tail end of that orgasm, they created the beginning of their fucking. He pushed into her and she yielded, her entire body moving forward on all fours. She pushed back at him and he yielded. Back and forth they went, like a see-saw. She looked over her shoulder back at him as their bodies swayed back and forth, as if he were astride a bronco bucking in slow motion. Back and forth, joined at the groin. His cock wasn't actually moving in and out of her pussy, as they were still moving in perfect sync.
They increased their pace, like a steam train leaving a station, and gradually they fell out of sync, causing his cock to thrust in and out of her pussy, the delightful friction taking hold of their senses.
Oh yeah, that's it, oh, oh, oh, oh...
She couldn't even think straight and simply gave in to her body's basest instincts as he fucked her with abandon. He held onto her hips tightly, clasping the soft flesh, delighting in watching her ass cheeks ripple, wave-like, with each impact of his groin.
They hit a good rhythm, with the train well out of the station and proceeding at a rhythmic pace, chugging along, his rod ravaging her insides, bumping up against her cervix at steady intervals. He reached around and grasped her boobs, kneading them and letting her nipples roll through his fingers. He was rewarded with a series of high-pitched gasps as a powerful orgasm roared through her body in a series of spasmodic fits.
Once she had settled down, he figured she needed a reprieve, and so he abandoned her splendid tits, allowing them to sway freely. She lowered her torso and held still while he continued ploughing her hot trench at a steady clip. Slowly, she was able to think again, even while she thrilled at being so lewdly exposed, so vulnerable while this strong young man was taking charge of her body. It had been a long time since she'd received such a thorough fucking.
She looked down at her body, her tanned tits swaying, and she could see his strong, hairy thighs outside her own slender, smooth, soft-skinned ones.
