"You might want to take it easy with that," Mikey said a second too late.
She started coughing, but she refused to pass the joint. She held it as she eyed him over. She took another hit, pulling a little easier this time. She kicked off her slingbacks and twisted sideways to face him. She caught his eyes locked onto her cleavage and smiled. She brought the joint up to her lips and took another pull. The weed had her feeling good. And the wine she had drank earlier had made her extremely horny. She knew she could get any man she wanted, so this was going to be fun. And easy. I'll expose the dog and save Anastacia from a broken heart.
She ran her fingers playfully over her collarbone, then down between her breasts.
Mikey's dick stiffened. The blue pill was in full effect. Either he was going to fuck mama, or he had to get to the hotel to Shelley Ann. "So you gonna let me hit that?" Mikey asked.
"You're not shy at all, are you?" She blushed. "You sure you can handle me?" she asked, leaning forward and rubbing the inside of his thigh.
"I was referring to the joint, but since you brought it up," he said, making his dick jump in his pants, "I'm sure I can handle whatever challenges I'm presented with." Their eyes locked. "My question is, can you?"
Her hand slid from his thigh to his throbbing dick. "Mmmmm, this is nice," she swooned.
"You can take it out to get a better feel of it. Underneath all this cloth really doesn't do it any justice. It really is a work of art," Mikey boasted.
She accepted his challenge without a moment's hesitation. She unzipped his pants and took it out. Ten inches of throbbing black meat. "Oh, God. This is...we need to go someplace. Anyplace," she said as she skinned the foreskin back, leaned over and started kissing and licking his head.
"Ohhh shittttt!!! Where do you want to go?" Mikey barely got out as his eyes threatened to roll back into his head.
"Anywhere," she mumbled as she kissed and licked and flicked her tongue around his head greedily.
Mikey leaned the seat back until he was almost lying flat. He hit the joint one more time as she got more enthusiastic with her tongue. He knew he wasn't going to come from a blowjob, but it felt too fucking good to stop her.
He reached over and started caressing her ass. Damn! Her ass was so soft, it made him whimper. He wanted to get up in her, but he couldn't do that in the Maxima. And he definitely couldn't do it in IHOP's parking lot. He couldn't take her to a hotel, because he didn't have enough cash for that. And he didn't want to go to her place, because he didn't know if he could do that, nor what her relationship status was. The only place he could take her is home. "What about your car?" Mikey asked.
She didn't stop to answer. She flailed her hand as if she didn't care about that.
Fuck it, he thought and fired up the Maxima. He positioned his hand so that he could steer over her as she continued to feverishly work his dick. She was sucking; he was caressing and fondling her breasts, and every part of her that he could touch.
Both of them were making all the appropriate noises as he raced home.
When he pulled into the garage and shut down the engine, she finally raised her head from his lap. She kissed him like a possessed woman. Hungrily. Greedily.
Mikey's dick ached to get up in her. "Let's go," he said as the garage door finished rolling down and the automatic light flicked off. They got out the Maxima, and as he stood at the front waiting for her to come around to him, he really got a good look at her. She didn't seem a day over thirty five. As young as he was, he was confident that he was gonna kill her sexy old ass with dick.
Lust was oozing from her face. She grabbed his hand and pulled him tightly against her body. They were about the same height, so everything lined up. Their lips smashed against each others. Wisps of pleasurable moans escaped her lips as their tongues darted back and forth in each other's mouth.
Mikey's hands fumbled with the zipper of her skirt. He got it unfastened, then got a firm grip on her cheeks. He picked her up as if she weighed nothing, spun her around and placed her on the top of the hot hood.
She swooned in surprise, wrapped her sculptured legs around his waist and pulled him right into her so that his dick was rubbing her the right way.
His hands fumbled with her skirt until he had it up and out of the way. Both of them fumbled with his belt and pants and underwear until nothing was between them except her sodden underwear which she savagely pulled to the side so that his raw head could glide up and down between her blood engorged lips.
She was grinding desperately against his hot, throbbing head now. Her pussy was hot and wet and aching to feel that throbbing mass of meat. Gripping his hips, she pulled him forward, plunging his rock-hard ten inches into her. She shut her eyes and screamed as his dick stretched and filled her to the brim. She hadn't felt pain and pleasure like that since she lost her virginity. She was trying to get use to the feeling, but he didn't give her time. He started moving that big dick around inside of her. It was hot and hard. Fire coursed through her body. Then there was the additional heat beneath her ass. She found the more she gyrated her ass up and into his deep punishing strokes, the less she felt the heat beneath her ass.
This was the first woman over thirty that Mikey has ever had the pleasure of fucking, so he had something to prove. He was fucking her like he had all mankind riding on his performance. His strokes were bringing out all the appropriate noises and fuck-faces that he got out of younger women, so he knew he was beating that pussy up good. That was all the boost his ego needed.
He picked her completely up off the hood and slowed down to his wicked winding.
"Awwwwwww fuuuuuck, baby! Sssssss!"
"You like that," he asked.
"Mmmm-hmmmm," she mumbled as he guided her hips into a slow rocking motion that made her clit rub against his muscular pelvis.
She started nibbling his lip. "Oh God, yeah. That feels good."
"I want you to cum for me before we go inside," he muttered against her sweet lips.
"You don't have to worry about...about..." Her whimpering got cut short as tiny jolts of lightning struck all through her causing her body to spasm involuntarily. "0h God, I'm cumming." Her pace quickened and her entire body vibrated as her orgasm resonated through her.
Mikey felt good taking her inside. Now he was going to take her upstairs and put a proper fucking on her sexy old ass. He continued stroking her until her orgasm subsided, then he walked toward the door, stirring the pot as he went. He told her to reach behind her and turn the knob. She got the door opened without any problem.
The door opened directly into the kitchen, and as they were passing the refrigerator, she stopped him. "Grab something cold to drink."
Without losing rhythm, he stopped. She opened the fridge, leaned in a bit, and pulled out two bottles of water. He bumped the door closed and started for the stairs.
Going up the stairs was a bit more difficult. Unsteadily, they made their way up bumping into the wall and railing. She was giggling. They slipped and fell. She started laughing, and he covered her mouth quickly as he landed on top of her. Her legs found their way around his waist and she locked both arms around his neck. They kissed passionately as he stroked down into her. She started grunting and humping up to meet his strokes. He felt his head slamming against the gristle at the very back of her pussy. His head felt as if it was curving and going into another portion of her pussy. Each time his head bounced against the gristle, her body convulsed. She bit his tongue as he sped up his thrusts to see if he could get one long convulsion.
He got it as she came a second time right there on the stairway.
Her legs unfolded from around his waist as he withdrew about eight of the ten inches he had inside her, using only two inches to grind around the front portion of her sweet pussy.
She started humping on it and adjusting her hips so that she was angled properly. Then she asked for a little more.
He gave her about an inch more.
"Ah, fuck yeah! Right there!" she growled as she kept his mushroom head rocking against the spongy area at the top of her pussy. "Fuck!" she hissed. "What are you trying to do to me?"
"What every woman wants a man to do to them: satisfy them...and then some," Mikey replied, turning it up a notch.
"You...you sure are doing that," she whimpered. "Ohh God! This dick too damn sweet....ooooooeeeeeee. I'm coming again, baby. Fuck meeeeeeee!"
Mikey readily complied. Fuck her and then some.
Once she caught her breath, Mikey decided it was best to take her into his room before they woke Jerome up.
Hmmm. That wouldn't be such a bad idea.
He took her into his room and closed his bedroom door. She started undressing him as they made their way to the bed. She took charge now. She stood him up at the edge of the bed and stripped him.
After making him step out of his pants and socks --his shoes had gotten discarded somewhere between the kitchen and the stairs-- she kissed her way up his inner thighs, then sucked and licked their sweet mixture of juices of his sack and then moved up his shaft. She pushed him onto the bed, and as she crawled up and over him, she let her hands roam up his muscular thighs, up his washboard stomach, all the way up to his chiseled chest. She leaned down and kissed him as she mounted that throbbing ten inches of glistening dick. When she raised up, his mouth latched onto her nipple as his hands kneaded her breast. She slipped his bulging head between her sodden lips and lowered herself until she was filled to the brim. She positioned her knees on either side of him, leaned back and smiled down at him as she started gyrating her hips. She rode him like only an experienced woman could. She got so into it that the mattress started sliding off the boxspring.
About four delicious minutes later, she exploded. Again.
