Now, I felt my balls tighten and the cum quickly squirted deep in her warm wet tight well-fucked pussy. She fell forward on my chest and kissed me softly as only a loving woman can.
Lifting her head slowly, she asked, "Billy? Is it like this every time or only with you? Mike never acted like that. He never kissed me down there or made me feel all tingly like you have. Wait 'til I tell my Mom!" In an instant she was off and gone!
Before I could even think, she had left. I know I might as well kiss my ass good-bye! I poured the remains of the pee-warm coffee into the soiled cup on the side stand. I waited but not for long. I didn't think to dress.
All seven ladies paraded in with big smiles on their faces. They were jabbering to each other in a way I could not understand. Alice walked right up to me and took hold of my withered still-wet penis.
"You have done well, my friend," she said to my pecker just as though it possessed a life of its own! "You made Prissy feel so good she is going to remember you for the rest of her life. Now her Mother wants to check you out. That is if you feel up to it. We all promised to do whatever we can to bring it off successfully. Who would you like -- Helen, Prissy, Morganna (Prissy's mom), or sweet little ol' me who has done you before?"
Naturally, my cock said nothing. Even if it could, it never had a chance with these horny women. Everyone was a real doll in their own way and everyone was clean-shaven in the pussy department. One after the other they tried sucking on my well-used prick, simultaneously, I was fed one pussy after another. I thought my tongue was going to fall off or be worn through!
I am sure that more than one of the ladies had an orgasm and I felt good about that, but my cock was not recovering enough for Morganna to try it.
When I was finally left to myself (Ha! Well – sort of), there were three ladies in bed with me. Morganna lay to my right, Helen on my left, and Alice lay between my legs with my cock between her lips – sucking like a baby nurses. Helen kissed me passionately while Morganna concentrated on playing with my nipples. That must be where Pricilla got the idea.
Oh well, it does feel super the way she does it. Morganna is older than I am – perhaps the oldest of all the people here, but she sure does know how to make me feel great – that is for sure! If I do not depart this life in the next few minutes, I think just possibly I might get to try Morganna's pussy.
Morganna eased her way onto my cock and it slipped right in to the hilt. She stopped -- took a few squeezes on it like I have never ever felt before. It firmed up completely, much to my surprise. She could sit nearly still and get me off without actually moving – I do believe! The warm wet smooth comfort of her extraordinary pussy was just great – truly unbelievable!
All I managed to do other than lie there content was to moan – long, low, and deliberate.
"Are you alright, dear? It feels so good to me. It seems that it feels better than it did with my late husband – bless his soul. Enough of that! Would you like to be on top? That was the only way he would allow. Oh so be it, I used to think. Now I know much better. Since I joined Helen and her friends, I have had more and better sex than in all my married life – in fact in all my life, because before I was married there was nothing."
"This is fine with me, but I'm willing to try anything you want, Mrs."
"MRS! Well that is enough of that, young man! Do you want me to continue to teach you or not?"
"S-s-sorry, Morganna. I'll not make that mistake again."
She bore down on her restrictions as she lifted herself for another wonderful stroke. With her way of intercourse, I loved every motion she made. Other people required a long fast action before I felt much of anything. Experience does matter.
It is different with Helen, because she is so gorgeous, I nearly cum by looking at her beauty. When we did it together, I never lasted long enough to really appreciate it.
Morganna continued slowly and deliberately, changing her length of stroke and the amount of friction she allowed. Whenever I realized even an inkling of a climax coming on, she would make subtle changes so I would start to relax, but not enough to effect the firmness of my well- used cock. I lost track of the time.
